Led Zeppelin loomed large during my time on
MM and our paths would cross many times, not always amicably for, Robert Plant
aside, Led Zep were never media friendly in the way that The Who were. As it
happened, I had an early long distance encounter with Jimmy Page just over a
year before I became a full time music writer, in March of 1969 when I was
working for the paper in Bradford. Maybe I smelled something in the air or was
simply intrigued by the name but I requested a phone interview with JP or at
least allowed myself to be talked into it by their PR.
The
PR sent me a press release about Jimmy’s new band but didn’t send me a copy of
their first LP which had only just been released, so when I spoke to the guitar
maestro I hadn’t a clue what Led Zeppelin sounded like. I noted that they
wouldn’t release singles, which was unusual, and Jimmy told me his band wasn’t
like Herman’s Hermits, which was certainly true. “With the unlikely name of Led
Zeppelin, they specialise in progressive pop,” I wrote. “Jimmy tells me he
hopes progressive pop will catch on. ‘People are beginning to accept the idea
of sitting and listening to a group instead of dancing,’ he says, ‘but there
are no decent halls in this country where the audience can sit. The Albert Hall
is the most diabolical place. It is acoustically useless’.”
After
dissing the most prestigious concert hall in the country, Jimmy then took a
swipe at groups who didn’t play on their own records – “The only people they
are fooling is themselves,” he said – and I finished up my little piece with
the sage advice: “Watch out for their album on the LP charts.”
The
next time I spoke to Jimmy, in person this time, was on June 28, 1970, backstage
at the Bath Festival where 150,000 fans eagerly awaited Led Zep’s bill topping
appearance. My new MM colleague Chris Welch introduced me. I didn’t mention
that we’d spoken once before.
From
tiny acorns do mighty oaks grow.
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