Zeppelin Dismemberment Day, A moment of silence

A sad anniversary indeed… it’s no Nagaski or Hiroshima but it was the end of an era, the start to a pacemaking decline towards the middle… December 4th, 1980… Led Zeppelin calls it quits. Just month’s after the announcement of a North American tour, the band released the statement:  “We wish it to be known that the loss of our dear friend and the deep respect we have for his family, together with the sense of undivided harmony felt by ourselves and our manager, have led us to decide that we could not continue as we were.” John Henry had passed into that quiet night late September 1980 and it became rapidly apparent to Plant and Page and Paul Jones that no one could replace the man who Hendrix told, “Boy you’ve got a right foot like a jack-rabbit!”

In memoriam of the man who penned the real ‘Moby Dick,’ FearAndLoathingAtThe.WORDPRESS is offering up a list of what Generations X, Y, Z and A1A will be missing out on as they trudge blindly into the twilight of mankind without aid from the Great Bonzo & His Band of Merry Tricksters…

10) Borromean Rings, Triquetrae, ZOSO obscurities and Mu Civilization symbols

9) Playing a drum-set with four sticks (good luck Pavlovian conditioning Justin Bieber to do that shit)… bass triplets and snare rolls abounding

8) Seminal rock albums recorded in Victorian countryside manors (see: Zeppelin IV and ‘When the Levee Breaks’ acoustics) 

7) Motorcycles in LA’s Continental Hyatt House… quick getaways via their Starship (aka personal commercial airliner)

6) Mudsharks in Seattle (or red herring, depending on your chemical state while the incident occurred)

5) Half hour long acid-fueled drum solos, abandoning the trees half-way through to slam out the rhythms with blistered palms while a violin bow creeps across the trucks of a double-neck’d guitar

4) Iconic double-albums produced because of an abundance of quality material… not the shit-pandering and consultant-advised audience targeting and talentless ass-clownery that goes on today

3) Marrying a Southern blues scale to Eastern rhythm patterns via a high priestess of ancient mythology


1) Real rock n’ roll… sold straight from the devil (see: David Bowie and the exorcism of his LA home) and brewed with a Trans-Atlantic blend of sex residue and speed… the kind of music that can rework space-time boundaries and allow the listener to exist in the eternal… remember where you were the first time you heard the riff from ‘Good Times, Bad Times?’


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