by Rik E Boy » Fri Dec 03, 2010 1:00 pm
Led Zeppelin IV
Growing up with Abba and the Bay City Rollers wasn't much fun. Even when I was ten I worked out that was utter shite. My Uncle gave me one of those old green BASF tapes. One side had Led Zeppelin IV on it and the other side had Beatles Abbey Road.
I flogged the shit out of Led Zeppelin IV and all of a sudden I started trying to snaffle out some more of my Uncle's tapes including Zeppelin I. IV remained a long time favourite and for many years the multitude of mixed tapes had that hard/soft type of order that IV has. Once I started digging that hard rock sound my musical direction was marked. From a very early age for me it was go hard or go home....as long as you could actually play Punk Losers.
Dark Side of the Moon
The Wall aside, I was a bit of a late starter when it came to Floyd. I thought that the Wall was OK at the time and didn't like Final Cut all that much but when I discovered the hooch and chucked on Dark Side of the Moon it was 'REB - A stoner born'! The line 'one day you'll find ten years have got behind you no one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun' turned out to be prophetic in my case.
Physical Graffiti
I remember this older dude I used to know and he said 'If you like Zep and you haven't heard Graffiti you haven't heard nothing yet'. Of course, I knew better but I had to fess up that he was right after hearing what remains my favourite album. Zeppelin knockers have quite wrongly writing off the Zep as a one trick pony but this album shows off the band at their peak, being brave enough to try anything and everything long before the Heroin and egos brought the Zeppelin crashing spectacularly down to earth. Kashmir, In the Light, The Rover, Ten Years Gone, Bron Yr Aur, Night Flight, Houses of the Holy represent and endless parade of rock classics that remain off the air while dipshit radio programmers play Bob Seeger yet again. Get a clue and get Physical Graffiti.
The Number of the Beast
It was the eighties and Zeppelin were gone and the creativity that was the late seventies and early eighties was rapidly turning to shit. A friend of mine chucked on Number of the Beast and I responded with my predictable 'Why bother with this when you've got Zeppelin' tirade but I did take the tape home with me and listened to it a few times. Unlike the boring Powerdfinger tape that Booney lent me, I started to get into it. All of a sudden I was banging my head like a veteran Saxon fan. 666 THE NUMBER OF THE BEAST HELL AND FIRE SPAWNED TO BE RELEASED. They got even better with Piece of Mind and Powerslave but it was Number of the Beast that led me to Dio style Sabbath, Scorpions, Judas Priest, Metallica and beyond.
One Hot Minute
You've got to hear this band REB, you know that song 'Under the Bridge'? OK, so I listened to Blood Sugar Sex Magik and was as usual at the first hearing of an album underwhelmed. It took me a long time to appreciate that one but it was love at first hear for One Hot Minute, an album that has been panned by almost everyone even including the Peppers themselves so it seems. Warped is a kick arse opener. Deep kick rocks the known universe and Flea's bass solo in Coffee Shop remains my favourite with that instrument. In One Big Mob there is a sound that sounded like a baby crying. This was when my son was on the way and it kind of freaked me out a bit. Soon after I was thrashing One Hot Minute my whole life changed as my kid was born and I got married. One Hot Minute was pretty much my swan song for the age when it was still about me. Now am very much down the pecking order but this one still gets a run. CRIMINALLY UNDERRATED.
regards,
REB
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Rik E Boy on Fri Dec 03, 2010 1:02 pm, edited 1 time in total.