And boy what a week it was. At least on my end. Recurring readers have been patient as I've moved through the process of moving up to the San Francisco Bay Area to start a new job, which has unfortunately brought my attention away from writing. While the move is exciting (in a way), unfortunately the transition isn't notable in the sense that I have all this great material to write about. Basically, I've been living out of my car, shaving my face, waking up before 7am, eating a lot of Chipoltle, ironing shirts, filling out TPS reports... you know, white collar office stuff. It's a complete 180 from my established bohemian musician life to a full-on grown ass adult aesthetic with florescent interior lighting. If I wasn't white before, I've made the full transformation to pure Wonderbread.
Nah, I'm kidding. It's not too bad. It's just a weird transitional time. I appreciate the patience as I meander between home and a new normalcy. So now that I've had a chance to breathe, it's time to get back to bizniss and write a proper blog for the UG community.
Starting. With. Some Zeppelin.
Jason Bonhams's Led Zeppelin Experience-gasm
If you recall a few weeks ago, we chatted about the quest to attend those extra-special concerts the concerts with that "wow" factor that impact your life and leave you stunned. The special, concert experiences that shake you to the core and change your perspectives in significant ways, almost akin to having a religious freak out at a jump-up-and-down church.
I'd been searching for a long time for a concert experience like that. While some came close in terms of pure fun (say Megadeth or Crosby, Stills & Nash) I hadn't really found that perfect concert.
But last week, Jason Bonham's Led Zeppelin Experience did it for me. It was the show I had been seeking for years and I was in musical heaven.
Essentially, Jason Bonham, (Zeppelin drummer John Bonham's son... you know who he is) put together a band and has toured occasionally over the past few years in celebration of John Bonham's memory and Led Zeppelin's music. While it may sound lame in theory, like a glorified tribute band, there was a surprising level of authenticity and respect for the original lineup. No gimmicks this lineup of musicians isn't a tribute band trying to look or act like the original Zeppelin, rather the musicians performed in celebration of Zeppelin's music, playing classic tunes that spanned Zep's entire career. Interspersed between songs were anecdotes from Jason Bonham giving kudos and good vibes to his dad. It's basically the closest thing you'll see to seeing Zeppelin live these days.
My jaw dropped during "No Quarter", which was a psychedelic punch in the nuts. I reveled in watching Bonham play his dad's drum solo in "Moby Dick". Seeing "Stairway To Heaven" unfold while the audience sang along created a surreal aural blanket comforting the airspace, and my energy picked up during the night's highlight, "Kashmir" "KASHMIR!" Holy Bonajonesplantpage did that song rip live! I'm having trouble coming up with words to adequately describe how powerful, entertaining and HEAVY it was. And the band kicked ass! Each member respectfully played the musical parts of Jimmy Page, John Paul Jones and Robert Plant, and they pulled it off with utmost authenticity (the young and surprisingly bald singer sounded eerily like Plant).
Seeing this version of "Led Zeppelin", which obviously wasn't the real thing, made me imagine what it would be like seeing them live in the 70s. If anyone in here is old enough to have seen Led Zeppelin live in their heyday, please speak up and tell us of the godly experience. For those like me who missed that train decades too late, we can only watch live concert footage, listen to the records, and if you're in the right city, see Jason Bonham's Led Zeppelin Experience.
Here are a few Zeppelin tunes I've been listening on repeat lately. Crank em up this weekend. The metal-before-it-was-metal middle section of "In My Time Of Dying", the gritty stoner rock atmosphere of "No Quarter", the happy Neil Young-inspired jam "Down By The Seaside"... it's really the pinnacle of classic rock music in my humble opinion. Zeppelin really was the ultimate rock band.
But the great thing about these songs though (besides being a perfect concoction of musical awesomesauce) is their comforting nature.
Now that I'm up north in an unfamiliar place, surrounded by unfamiliar faces, it's really the music that's making me feel somewhat grounded. Maybe you've experienced something similar if you're traveling in a foreign country or you find yourself in a less-than-desirable place that makes you feel weird and alienated; it's really the music you love that puts a bit of familiarity in your head and eases the temporary strangeness.
I'll be more rooted next week and back to normal. And hopefully I'll regain some street cred by actually playing my guitar or kicking someone's ass at work, you know, to show everyone who's boss.
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By Zach Pino Twitter: @zachpino