I initially tried to compile a top 10,
but that proved nearly impossible. Say what you will about the band.
Their ideas weren't always original, but their executions always
became the standard. Here was a band with talent, range, and tight trousers, who over the course of six albums put forth some of the most timeless pop music of all time.
These were the low points.
These were the low points.
5.) "The
Crunge"
Houses of the Holy might
be my least favorite Zeppelin album from this period (this one or the
debut LP). I can't really hold it against the band for attempting
something of a departure from the masterpiece of their definitive
fourth album. After all, what else were the world's greatest pop
musicians to do next other than immediately rebel against that
perceived definition? Think of U2's 1987 masterpiece The
Joshua Tree. What came next? It
was 1988's divisive Rattle and Hum. With
Houses of the Holy,
Led Zeppelin certainly proved their versatility, as well as their
willingness and ability to adapt to other genres of rock music. “The Rain Song” proved the band could craft a moving ballad (even if
Jones's Mellotron anchored the song inescapably in a kind of
smooth-rock 1970s time capsule). “D'yer Mak'er” used reggae for
the basis of what became a fine Zeppelin staple.
I think I have less
enthusiasm for “The Crunge,” which was the band's three-minute
take on James Brown funk. Yes, Led Zeppelin could even do funk.
My reservations have nothing to do with
the band's talent—clearly. It's more a matter of authenticity. In
other words, why listen to the tribute when you can listen to the
real thing? There's a similar reason why I don't really care for
Rattle and Hum's
take on Harlem blues, nor its
gospel reinterpretation of U2's own “I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking
For.” Houses of the Holy is
a better followup album than U2's, but this closing track of its
first half comes off as its most purely imitational.
4.) "Thank You"
There's nothing
wrong with love. Really. There's also nothing wrong with Robert Plant
singing about it—and, no, I'm not talking about “The Lemon Song.”
“Thank You” is
a song that evokes the timelessness of love—love as a force that
can withstand mountains crumbling to the sea. And while Otis Redding
and Ben E. King may have used the same imagery to better effect years
earlier, “Thank You” at least demonstrated the band had more to
offer than machismo and innuendo.
The real reason
this one makes the list has more to do with an unfortunate tendency
for me to associate John Paul Jones' delicate organ playing with
English fantasy, which I don't think is too much of a stretch given
the allusion to J.R.R. Tolkein in other Zeppelin songs. The song
could pretty easily have ended at the 3:00 mark. Instead it continues
on for almost an extra two minutes with that delicate little organ
music. And suddenly my mind drifts to a magical land beyond time,
where elves and fairies flitter through the woods and fields. Worse
still is my mental association with the movie This is Spinal
Tap—itself a parody of the rockstar mythos pioneered by the
likes of Led Zeppelin—as I picture a miniature Stone Henge lowering
slowly toward the stage.
3.) "Black Country Woman"
I might be tempted to consider Physical
Graffiti a sort of ripe tree for
selecting the bad fruits of the Zeppelin discography. It's a good
album, sure, but it's a double album, and one that got stuffed with
plenty of holdover tracks that hadn't fit on the previous releases.
Like any Zeppelin
album, this one has its gems, the sprawling “In My Time of Dying”
that felt like a logical evolution or matured reinventing of the 60's
psychedelia first explored in “Dazed and Confused.” It had
“Boogie With Stu,” which sounds to me like a saloon stomp version
of the fourth album's “Rock and Roll”—its whisky-drunk country
cousin perhaps (listen to them both in sequence and tell me if you
disagree).
“Black Country
Woman” is the song that immediately follows “Boogie,” and it's
the penultimate track of the album. As its namesake implies, it
continues the country vibe as a simple little acoustic jam, only in
this case John Bonham comes in at about a quarter of the way through to
lay down a no-frills rock beat.
I think part of the
problem for me is that opening “Hey, hey, mama” line, which gets
repeated with some variation through the rest of the song. We already
have a Zeppelin song that begins with “Hey, hey, mama,” whose
song title also starts with the word “black” but is a much better
song. “Black Country Woman” strikes me as what happens when a
bunch of rock legends get together just looking to record something
off the cuff. Hell, they even left the airplane on the track. But
it's bread and butter from a band who we know can give us prime rib
in heaps.
2.) "I Can't Quit You Baby"
As a debut album, Led Zeppelin
did what it needed to do, which was to showcase the chops of
England's newest rock supergroup. It did this almost entirely by
recycling (if not ripping off) songs from other artists, primarily
Jimmy Page's former supergroup, The Yardbirds. The inclusion of this
song on the list was almost a tossup with the album's third track,
“You Shook Me.” Both of them are pretty standard blues ballads.
And, to be perfectly fair, both are pretty good. But by the time “I
Can't Quit You Baby” arrives on the album, it feels like we've
already heard it. And when you hear the two songs side by side, “You
Shook Me” is decidedly the superior track. For one, it cements the
Page-Plant dynamic as they match each other note for note. But it
also showcases everyone's talents, with a sweet organ solo from Jones, followed by some excellent Plant harmonica and a Page
guitar solo that climaxes to great effect at about the 4:18 mark,
complimented by one of the first great Bonham drum fills. And then
the track transitions perfectly into “Dazed and Confused.”
“I
Can't Quit You Baby” feels more like the Page and Bonham show. The
true giant that Led Zeppelin would become had yet to awaken. Their
trademark brand of rock and roll was in chrysalis, with Page at the
epicenter of that cocoon running laps around those blues scales,
feeding his power. “I Can't Quit You Baby” makes the list because
even when the band later returned to this same sort of
improvisational blues with III's
“Since I've Been Loving You,” everything was so much more
amplified by comparison. The instrumentation was denser, grittier,
with a pathos as crippling and tangible as Atlas under the weight of
a planet.
1. "Babe I'm Gonna Leave You"
This singer can't make up his mind.
He's gonna leave you, woman. For reals. He can't take it anymore.
Dude's a dude, and he's gotta ramble. Then again … he ain't never
gonna leave you.
Maybe the song is just too repetitive.
I like how it begins with Page's finger-picking folk riff, his
reworking of a Joan Baez tune. It's got a nice movement to it. It
kind of goes up and down, back and forth—like Plant's lyrics. And
then the song gets hard. The listener realizes all the tension
brewing underneath the surface wasn't necessarily a bluff. Or was it?
The song falls back to the soft part.
Then it goes back to heavy. It's a dynamic, but not a terribly
interesting one—not for such a long song. All the while, Plant's
vocal delivery begins to really grate, particularly at the 4:30 mark
when Plant belts out the most maudlin lyric of the entire Zeppelin
discography: “We're gonna go walkin' through the park every day!”
It seems so off kilter, almost ad-lib. Maybe it was. But did he
really just say that? Who is this pansy? And there you have it, the
worst Led Zeppelin song.
Am I right? Am I way off? Leave a comment.
Am I right? Am I way off? Leave a comment.