144. Led Zeppelin, "Physical Graffiti"
Let's get this out of the way right off the top: yes, this is the album that "Kashmir" is on. (And yes, in "Fast Times at Ridgemont High," Mike Damone tells Mark Ratner to play side one of Led Zeppelin IV to woo a girl and instead he's playing "Kashmir," a continuity error noted by generations of potheads.)
Remember the 70's? Probably not. It was the Age of the Double Album, when the view was "if you can record twice as much music, you can make twice as much money." And that's what this album is, a single album's worth of good songs and another single album of filler. It's rock at its most bloated and self-indulgent, and I don't even necessarily mean that in a bad way.
So the good stuff is very good. There's "Kashmir," of course, an absolutely iconic rock song, with the driving rising guitar and the strings and the whole feel of weighty importance. My favorite song on here is "Houses of the Holy," which was recorded for the album of that name but didn't make the cut. It's got that incredible guitar tone and those weird chords and it's the only Zep song with cowbell! How can that be true? It's true. "Black Country Woman" was literally filler, an outtake from Houses of the Holy that was added here to fill out the runtime, but it's a sweet acoustic stomp that stands on its own merits. I love the weird sounds in "Trampled Under Foot," an extended woman-as-car metaphor:
Really built with style
Specialist tradition
Mama, let me feast my eyes
Talking 'bout love
Talking 'bout love
Talking 'bout
Heat begins to rise
Guaranteed to run for hours
Mama, you're the perfect size
Talking 'bout love
Haha. Dumb as fuck, but wouldn't be topped until "Little Red Corvette" 10 years later. "Bron-Yr-Aur" sounds like what if a gnome played guitar like Nick Drake
Even the filler isn't that bad, just too long. Go ahead and shoot me but "In My Time of Dying," that 11-minute warhorse, is way, way too long. "Ten Years Gone" would be a great 4-minute song, but it's 6-plus. And come on with "Down By the Seaside," that song is boring as fuck.
Anyway, yeah, it's a classic, and of course, being a white suburban teenager of course I had a copy of this album. In fact, I remember playing it for my sister trying to get her into it when she was like 8 or whatever. I guess it worked?
Does this album deserve to be in the Top 500? Oh, fine, ok.
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