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I should make a disclaimer that I know the drummer in the main band and I had travelled a fair distance to see him. However he was not in the first band and that was the first pleasant surprise, not that he wasn’t in it (I’m sure it would have been pleasant if he was), but by just how good they turned out to be.
The Ghosts of Perdition are a three piece consisting of stand-
This was really not expected at a covers night, as aside from the two mentioned above it was all originals and though not much hint of Zeppelin was in their sound the ‘here for Zeppelin’ crowd lapped them up. For me it was actually in their most rocky moments that I enjoyed them least and where they ventured further afield I enjoyed them most. The dark rockabilly grooves were expertly swung by the drummer, the stand-
The night before I was taken to see a Sabbath covers band and it was fine. If you like Sabbath, well these guys will give you Sabbath and give it to you well. They give you the hits and even throw in a couple of curveballs. Each member did the parts justice and I came away happy. This was also exactly what I was expecting tonight however…
Let’s start with the venue. It was packed just as the pub was but this was a room and apparently held about one hundred and sixty people. It immediately because of this felt much more like a gig. Secondly came the sound and wow, whoever does the board deserves credit. It was just the right mix of ompphhh and clarity.
Next we come to the band and a bassist that I got to know a little after the gig who held his spot perfectly and a drummer who grooved and flowed, commanding the beat whilst of course adding all the fills and rolls one needs. This was the backbone and a very good backbone it was.
I had chatted to the guitarist the night before and he was a little nervous due to the fact he was playing to a larger audience than he was used to. After the first few notes he reminded me of those really annoying (mostly) girls at school who would for every exam spend weeks worrying about the fact they might not do well in it even though they had a previous record of all A*s and then they’d go and get another A*. This guy was playing the stuff wonderfully. There was feeling in his playing, a spark and an energy that bought well known songs a new lease of life.
Finally we come to the singer and the reason for the name Led Zeppelina, the band had one more vagina than the real thing. This front lady was fantastic. Of course you need to be able to sing if you are going to pull off Led Zeppelin and whilst she could definitely sing that wasn’t the main draw here. No what she had was something more, an energy, a presence and a command of the audience. She would it seem be almost possessed by the music and every last possible drop of emotion was squeezed out of those songs and those notes, songs and notes of course that I had heard hundreds of times before but somehow were made to feel fresh and exciting tonight. It’s one of those beautiful things that you get at the very best gigs, where the music takes over the performer and it’s almost as though they have no control and there is no thought to it, they just have to let it happen.
And this brings me back to where I began and why this gig was so surprisingly special. I like Zeppelin and I love my mate Dave and so going to see him and tying in this gig was a no brainer. However I was expecting as I was with Sabbath the night before to really enjoy it but accept the limitations of the fact that it was a covers band as no matter how good a covers band are, they just can’t give you as much of an emotional connection to a song as seeing an original band can.
To their credit, The Ghosts of Perdition I had thought had covered that by bringing their originals to the show. However what I was not expecting was just how much I connected with the performance of Led Zeppelina and I felt like I was watching a band called Led Zeppelina as opposed to Led Zeppelin with different people in it. They somehow bridged the gap.
You might have noticed I haven’t mentioned any songs but that is because I’m convinced you are smart enough to guess them. In time they may well throw in a few rarities but as this was only their second gig for now it was hit after hit; hit after hit that if for some random reason people had completely forgotten that Led Zeppelin had existed (I might just turn that idea into a film and not cast Ed Sheeran) you would be convinced were all originals such was the passion and desire in them.
So would I recommend seeing them? Of course! And am I just saying that because I know the drummer? Well actually no I’m not for if they were shit this review wouldn’t exist and if they were just a decent covers band I would have been too lazy to write it. What you get is so much more than just a Zeppelin experience, you get something that is unique and a band and a singer that will allow you to not just hear the songs but also feel them. Go see Led Zeppelina!
Led Zeppelina/The Ghosts of Perdition
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