My wife scored this one for me out of the library. It’s a great companion to Hammer Of The Gods, which I read recently. In fact, if you could take the text from Hammer and insert these pics, you’d have one king hell of a book.
Anyway, like all band pictoral essays, it’s funny to see the musicians in the early days, so young and fresh. And then, by the end, after all the energy-draining touring and the distracting and debilitating drugs and groupies and who knows what else has taken its toll, you see battle-hardened faces where once there was youth. Interesting, too, is that the book goes past the end of Zeppelin in 1980 and includes every award show and performance the main players have done together since.
The text accompanying the pics lacks the colour of Hammer but tells enough of the surface of the story to be passable. Besides, it’s the images that really matter, here.
One thing is for sure, though, and maybe it’s because I’m a Dude that like the Ladies, but man, Robert Plant should not have been wearing those tight, skinny pants. There are just some things I don’t need to see. I’m sure there were a lot of Ladies out there who would’ve disagreed with me, I’m just saying. Ugh.