Z checks out my iPod. "Mom, you've got to listen to this... this is so cool".
"What'd you find?"
"At-chills last stand?"
"At-chills?... oh - Achillles?"
"um, I don't know, it is by Led Zeppelin".
"Yes, dear, I've heard that before".
"No, really, you've got to hear - really cool".
I'll look forward to surfing the internet tomorrow and the day after.
One of my favorite all-time bands is going to play tomorrow night. Of course, they'll be a million miles away.
At the time of evening where people in London will be gearing up to see them play, decades after their last show - I will be decorating a tree, feeding people egg nog, and reading bedtime stories (and loving it, but a smidge wistful perhaps about the music).
Hope that they have a rocking good time across the pond. I'll look forward to reading about it, maybe hearing bits of it after the fact.
It's been interesting to hear about some of the adjustments already made for the fact that voices get deeper as folks age - Plant can't hit the high ones like they used to, so the band has key-adjusted some of their work, according to the music blogs.
He also has indicated that his shirt will be less open. And, that as we say, is a good thing.
That said, Jimmy isn't hard on the eyes for his age. Ironically, he has kids about the same age as mine... as well as a daughter about my age.