Oh man, what a night.
Robert Plant and the Sensational Space Shifters played at Red Rocks Amphitheater Wednesday evening. Two days later, and I’m still flying high from it – though it may very well be the contact buzz from being literally surrounded by people smoking all kinds of stuff.
My love affair with Led Zeppelin began in 1992 when my friend Brandon made me a mixed tape. Songs he included were classic Zeppelin – Black Dog, Misty Mountain Hop, Stairway to Heaven, Babe I’m Gonna Leave You. We made a trip to California to visit family and I remember listening to that tape non stop on my walkman. Oh yes. A walkman.
I remember, at 15 or 16, watching concert footage from the 70s of Led Zeppelin and thinking, “I was born too late.” I would have loved to have seen Robert Plant live and on stage when he was in his 20s – the man ooozed sex. Stage presence – check.
In 1994, I saw Jimmy Page and Robert Plant on their No Quarter tour. At 50-something, they were old – right? I was 17 and anyone older than 30 was old.
At 70-something now, Robert Plant isn’t moving around stage as much. A few more wrinkles. His long hair definitely grayer.
But that voice.
Man, that voice.
He still sounds amazing.
And this venue? Red Rocks Amphitheater is truly awesome. We are so fortunate that we live so close to such an amazing place, and that the entire summer is filled with great shows.
I just got goosebumps reading this –I couldn’t have described it better! We must’ve been separated at birth. My love affair began at 15 (after previously knowing about them and other legends through my dad all growing up) and has escalated from there. Seeing him live was a dream come true. Truth: two things that came out of my mouth during the show were (1) Me: I was born in the wrong decade; Dad: I know (2) Me: If I marry an old man and it’s Robert Plant, you’ll know it was for love. He is still so. damn. sexy!! Amen, sister. Amen.