So I'm here at my ConFuser watching a couple of DVD's tonight. Looks and sounds great with the 21" LCD and the M3ti's. The wife has to get up early tomorrow so I didn't want to bother her with the main system.
The discs I'm watching are "The Kids are Alright," which is the seminal Who documentary, and the "Led Zeppelin DVD," specifically disc 1 which is a concert from late 1969 before Led Zeppelin became LED ZEPPELIN. And once again I am entranced and blown away.
I really am hard pressed to find 2 other groups that flat out RAWK the way these did back in the day. Whether it is with the wry (almost smirking) wit of The Who or the "naughty schoolboy" antics of LZ they both just walked out on stage and parted your hair. Even through grainy film and 35 years they both grab you by the short hairs and punch you in the gut. Un-f*ck8ing-believable.
I've always had an affinity for The Who. I grew up with them as my guide through adolescence. Whether it be the "F-You" statement of "My Generation," the furtive idolatry of "Pictures of Lily," or the wallflower uneasiness of "I Can't Explain" the always seemed to tell me that they too had been there. Later I came to understand that the genius of the band was that they took Pete's rantings simple or pretentious for face value and simply played the hell out oth them. Just flat out RAWK-UHN-ROWUHL. And that is the beauty of The Who as far as I'm concerned. Fragile, uncertain center wrapped in a bash-you-over-the-head flat out balls to the wall hardcore shell. No one has EVER made NOISE like The Who. Just watch the "My Generation" track from the Monterey Pop Festival, or any of the "Tommy" tracks from Woodstock. One of my all time faves is "A Quck One(While He's Away) from "The Rolling Stones Rock and Roll Circus." By the 'Stones own admission the RNR Circus was held from release for 30-plus years becasue they were so thoroughly outplayed by The Who. It's an amazing glimple at the pre-worldwide-fame Who at their early peak.
The concert on disc 1 of the LZ DVD again shows a band at their early, pre-megastardom peak. It was filmed in 1969 a couple of months after the release of "Led Zeppelin II." Watch the crowd closely and you will witness the birth of "head banging" as the kids in the front row literally start doing just that on the edge of the stage. I can only imagine the effect of a band, right at the tail end of the Woodstock era, just coming out with all knobs "turned to eleven" and just flat out nailing your balls to the wall like that. No concepts, no peace and love, just "whang whang bidibidibidi grrrrrrrrooooowwwwlllll all I want is to get in your pants tonight." The quintessential naughy schoolboys. I'm captivated by their easy familiarity onstage and by the sheer aggresiveness of their playing. Also, I defy you to find an exemplar of rock drumming eclipsing that of Bonzo in this concert. None exists. End of story.
Anyway, there's my bloviation for the evening. G'night.
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