I got grounded a lot as a teenager. My parents thought it was the only form of discipline that worked. You know, to teach me a lesson. I’m not so sure it was, but in hind sight, I’m starting to believe that’s where my love of music started. I’d lock myself in my bedroom with my Dad’s record collection, which was small compared to my collection now, but filled with amazing classics.
Led Zeppelin’s IV (1971), Zoso, Symbols or whatever you want to call it, was one of the albums I discovered. This was probably after Grunge had run it’s course. I was a late bloomer in a lot of ways and music was one of my outlets to deal with that. Without being able to go to the record store after school, I had no new tapes to throw into my Sony Sports Walkman. My friends and I did trade tapes, but without me having anything new to trade with them, that was a resource that dried up pretty quickly. $1 for a tape was a lot of money back then, minimum wage was $5.65, so I couldn’t blame them. Really, digging through my Dad’s vinyl became a necessity.
I first heard Led Zeppelin‘s, Whole Lotta Love on a compilation record, which I turned it off as soon as the song had finished, to throw on Zoso. I’d been read Tolkien as a kid and my Dad told me that Led Zeppelin had a lot of songs about the books. So you would think I’d read them again right? Nope. Another thing that I started to do, while being grounded, was my homework. Album on repeat, reading Lord Of The Flies not The Rings. They suited each other perfectly, and I fell in love with reading too.
I’m not doing my Top 5 Albums from 1963 to 1973 for
#GuelphMusicClub in any kind of order, but this is one of those stars aligning, timing being everything, type of things. Sure, I like a couple of their albums more now, but had I not been grounded at a time when my my musical curiosity was at it’s peak, I may have never have discovered Led Zeppelin at all. Wrap your head around that for a minute.