I doubt it.
I doubt it.
I think it had more to do with karma than anything else. You simply can NOT go through life beating your chest and telling everyone how great you are, while having a bunch of thugs go about beating up people that feel differently about your perceived status. And staying stoically wasted while all of this is going on is nothing short of pure, idiotic and myopic selfishness. People are paying hard-earned cash to see you perform, and there you are, so buzzed out to Neptune that you can barely hold a guitar, let alone play the motherfucking thing.
Oh sure, you might look cool in pictures featured in the pages of Circus or CREEM magazine, but at the same time you were pretty much shooting whatever legend or legacy you were trying to establish firmly in the foot. And it gets to the point that eventually, guys like me, that formerly drooled all over your knickers are having serious issues about the pointlessness of having spent a life full of devotion toward such a bunch of (now revealed) obvious wankers.
Last edited by chefcraig; 11-25-2012 at 11:06 AM.
“The greatest enemy of knowledge is not ignorance, it is the illusion of knowledge.”― Stephen Hawking
Yeah, thuggery, "fish rape", backstage beatings. Such a lovely band Zep were.
I'd certainly agree that as far as the image went, it only seemed cool when looked upon with the cluelessness of youth.
By many accounts, John Bonham seemed like little more than a drunken thug and a complete asshole (I mean, what kind of a dickhead beats up a woman?), Page came across as a smack-addled fruitcake warlock wanna-be who liked to bugger little girls and Plant appeared to enjoy the same jailbait tastes...preaching some Lord Of the Rings hippy-dippy drivel while snorting up half of Peru and feeling up teenaged girls and groupies who were too enthralled with backstage access and the myths of rock stardom to know any better.
And yet there are plenty of middled-aged men who have the arrested mentality of teenagers and STILL point to this behavior as indicative or representing some sort of glory era of rock music.
Drugs and alcohol did fuck up Zeppelin in the end. Same with Hendrix. Same with Joplin. Same with Jimbo Lizard. Same with Elvis. And the list goes on and on...Keith Moon...and yet in the minds of many the fact that these people were brought down by drug/alcohol use somehow equates them with a sense of legendary greatness rather than being seen as a weakness or flaw...
I mean, take a good look at Eddie Van Halen and where he's at today and honestly say his decades-long addictions to alcohol and drugs did him any favors.
Scramby eggs and bacon.
What is fish rape? I refuse to google it.
The heart is on the left. The blood is red.
I don't know much about Eddie Van Halen's addictions other than he was a hardcore alcoholic and tobacco was his refuge in between his drinking bouts. Where Van Halen fucked up royal to me is where Hagar came into the picture turning something that was pure, original and fun into another boring, over-produced corporate rock act chugging out songs for trademark commercialism. Did Eddie dabble into harder stuff? Possibly - but...he was also married at the time, had a child and a ethical responsibility to the rest of the band such as they were at the time.
Zeppelin were all around fuck ups and retards. This whole excessive "rock star" lifestlye of money, drugs and pussy eventually takes it toll. It's no wonder so many of them look prematurely aged, downtrodden and ugly. Good or bad, Page did know how to run Zep like a business first and a plagiarizing rock act second. Many of his contemporaries of his heyday are either broke or dead where the surviving members of Zep have more money than God. There is nothing at all wrong with that other to say how they became so wealthy which was selling their mythological bullshit.
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You first, nutjob.
Yeah, but just because the woman was a willing participant (and there's conjecture on if even that much of the story was true), that doesn't somehow absolve the members of Zeppelin or their entourage who did it from being a bunch of cretins for doing so...
Like, if I offer a homeless guy $20 in exchange for letting me shove a champagne bottle up his ass, does that make me less of a scuzz if the hobo says yes and I pay him (and, if it in fact DOES make me less of a scuzz, can you lend me $20?) ?
Led Zeppelin (1969) -One of the finest rock albums that ever breathed life.
Led Zeppelin II (1969) Absolutely a tour of the extrordinary excellence in rock music.
Led Zeppelin III (1970) A simply fantastic compilation of the greatness of Zep.
Led Zeppelin IV (1971) I cannot stress the must have of this album to anyone listens to music of any kind.
Houses of the Holy (1973) The single greatest top ten album ever written in the rock history.
Physical Graffiti (1975) My favorite and seems to be perhaps the single greatest album ever written.
Presence (1976) I have no idea what this is or if it even exists never heard it.
Van Halen Entered the SCENE!!!
In Through the Out Door (1979) Sentimental favorite given to me by a great friend and deffinately a must have for the Zep collection.
Coda (1982) I have no idea what this is if it even exists I have never listend to it or payed attention.
You ALL can fuck off.
You can see where I left the scene of Zep in 1978 any discussion of Led Zeppelin after his date is just Monday morning faggoty.
The music before that date 1979 is untouchable you thankless little punks.
You got no clue and are full off slander.
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It was a pus bag filled to the brim of plagiarized shit.
Says who? A hack at Rolling Stone? Excellence? Where? Led Crap II was a dismal attempt to plagiarize American delta and Chicago blues. Glad those limey fuckers were sued for it.
Bullshit! It was Zep's first venture into self-serving pretentiousness. Fucking horibly recorded, mixed and played.
Well I can stress it simply sucked. Hobbit meets lame riff-bashing
Oh PLU-EZE! More pretentiousness, more generic cliche lyrics, more horrible mixes, bad recording of instrumentation. Houses of The Douchebags is more like it.
Yeah, "written" by monkeys that just flew out of my ass.
You motherfucking lying hippy.
Yeah, a must have for the deaf and terminally stupid
Die.
Ditto. Hippy.
If you can get someone to shove a champagne bottle up their ass for $20, I'll give you $40 on principal alone.
Geez people - this is rock and fuckin' roll, not church! When did the pussification happen??? I expect and demand that my rockers are bunch of drunken heathens! Bottle in one hand, and groupies in the other! I don't get why some of you are getting upset about misbehaving rock stars.
Krisy you are a fucking sadist just like me.. sitting there on that sofa looking like you raped yourself with a fish and no-one came to see and the fish bones in your ass are all you have left .
You bitch and moan about something you hate and can't stop the aggression about something you think and know bothers you just like those fish bones in your ass the sadism is on top of your mind.
Give it up or you will end up as mean and shitty as me.
Put the mudshark down and walk away....we all know it isn't big enough anyway.
I was a greaser never a hippy....now shut up and love me.
Last edited by envy_me; 11-25-2012 at 12:34 PM.
Pussification has nothing whatsoever to do with expecting a quality performance as a paying consumer. Look, three of my most revered bands (namely The Faces, The Replacements and The Georgia Satellites) based their entire careers upon being functioning alcoholics. Their collected boozy performances wound up being the most cathartic, life-inspiring and generally uplifting shows ever offered a paying (or non-paying) audience.
The sticking point here is that Jimmy Page would show up so resolutely out of it that it got to the point of sheer embarrassment, rather than having a band united in the same sense of lubrication. Check out the stage posture of Robert Plant in just about any clip from 1975 onward. More often than not, he makes little if any eye contact with Page. This is highly evident during the 1977 Seattle show, as well as the Knebworth performances, wherein Plant seems to only be vaguely interested in what's going on. Hell, he even blows the "Whole Lotta Love" segment of the latter by being totally disengaged, barely disguising his utter contempt at Page and his heroin-filled theatrics.
I am completely down with throwing back a bunch of drinks or smoking something or other within the context of camaraderie towards getting everyone in the band on the same, comfortable wavelength. But the bloated state of rockstar indulgence that dictates being completely self-absorbed to the point of nihilism over being able to perform in the first place is nothing short of anathema to me.
If a so-called artist is allowed to show such contempt for his audience of patrons, he rightfully deserves whatever bad vibes or shame that might happen to come his way. And I happen to speak from personal experience, by the way. I fouled up more than one or two shows, letting down my band and the folks following us by being overindulgent with my use of substances and booze. So this ISN'T a case of the pot calling the kettle black.
It is to my eternal shame and regret that I cheated people in such a selfish manner. It's an albatross I will forever wear, and one that I wish some of these moronic yet alleged musical geniuses would have the grace to own up to.
It is only fish bones in your asshole, that I trust, the sadism is candy for your ego.
I know !!! you are one of those sadists who thinks it is a fashion statement and that all that gear makes you one.
Like those Vampires you hang out with that base their truth on a GODDAMNED movie from the 1940's.
I see the sadism in the stupidity.
You think it is something you try to be.
Now shut up and learn to love me.
Just downloaded this dvd. Gonna check it out tonight.....
Trolls take heed...LOG OUT & FUCK OFF!!!
I can see the difference in what motivates the two who are on the receiving end of the treatment, but not much difference (outside of the obvious physical situations) in the motivations between my hypothetical scenario and what Richard Cole, John Bonham and the rest of the Led Zeppelin participants did...and this was the point I was illustrating.
I wasn't even alluding toward the criminality of the Mud Shark (or Red Napper) Zeppelin episode. The girl may have been willing, and the inference THERE is by her consent there was no molestation involved.
It isn't, however, evidence of a 'sexual moral panic' on my part that I state the members of Zeppelin and their crew who took part in this were still contemptable human beings for doing so, regardless of assumptions involving permission and legality proving to be correct or not.
Of course it's only my opinion. Other people are free to feel what they like.
I would agree that what people do in bed should potentially be their own business, although the chances of it remaining their own business realistically decrease in inverse proportion to the number of people on the bed, the level of their celebrity...and the amount of seafood involved...
Yes, but the point I was making has little (or less) to do with the people receiving the treatment and has more to do with the motivations of the people providing the treatment...perhaps my outlandish example was ill-advised, as it has seemingly clouded this illustration...
Let's just say we agree to disagree, and toast our newfound understanding a la Zeppelin-style with large amounts of unscaled sushi and champagne.
No, you misunderstood. I meant motivation for those recieving the treatment. It's much easier to walk away when your life isn't at stake.
Like all those people who demanded girls to be topless to come in backstage. If they said to me to take my top off or I won't come in backstage, I'd say "fuck you, you loser". But that doesn't make them evil, it's offer and counter-offer. But if somebody would say "take your top off or you'll starve" then I might reconsider. But that would actually make them evil, cause they would know that I don't have much choice. All depends on what's at stake.
I can say to my friend "I'll give you a 20 if you do......".She won't do it, she doesn't need the 20. It's more or less no difference. But if somebody would depend on it for food, and I'd blackmail them, then I would be a piece of shit.
The mud shark incident was confirmed by Carmine Appice to be Vanilla Fudge , and zep happened to be in the hotel.
Of course, none of that has anything to do with the DVD, which performance wise isn't anything to write home about.
Yeah, they still talk about Zeppelin at the Edgewater Inn in Seattle. The Beatles also stayed there in 1964, but the worst thing they did was piss on the carpet, so it couldn't be sold by hotel managment trying to make a buck off the fans.
On the other horn, Zep's road manager Richard Cole claims it was all him....
“It wasn’t Bonzo, it was me. It wasn’t shark parts anyway: It was the nose that got put in. We caught a lot of big sharks, at least two dozen, stuck coat hangers through the gills and left ‘em in the closet . . . But the true shark story was that it wasn’t even a shark. It was a red snapper and the chick happened to be a fucking redheaded broad with a ginger pussy. And that is the truth. Bonzo was in the room, but I did it. Mark Stein [of Vanilla Fudge] filmed the whole thing. And she loved it. It was like, “You’d like a bit of fucking, eh? Let’s see how your red snapper likes this red snapper!” That was it. It was the nose of the fish, and that girl must have cum 20 times. But it was nothing malicious or harmful, no way! No one was ever hurt.”
So I guess the real question is.... why hasn't this film footage ever been leaked? I'm sure Mark Stein could probably use the money, as I don't think he's been working for a while.
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