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I have been listening to some Led Zeppelin lately. I
have a 4 CD set of a performance they did in California in the 1970’s. I guess there were bootleg copies made during certain concerts. I
bought this set from a reputable music store. The big difference of course is
that a studio cut album is trimmed and perfectly recorded. A recording during
a concert is uncut for the most part with a lot of guitar solo riffs and other odd things.
There is a drum solo featuring John Bonham that has to be 20 minutes long. Jimmy Page played some phenomenal guitar
riffs as usual.
Sometimes I like to listen to some different music for inspiration.
KCDoberstein
The lyrics from the song “The Battle
Of Evermore”.
Queen of
Light took her bow, And then she turned to go, The Prince of Peace embraced the gloom, And walked the night alone.
Oh,
dance in the dark of night, Sing to the morning light. The dark Lord rides in force tonight, And time will tell us all.
Oh,
throw down your plow and hoe, Rest not to lock your homes.
Side by side we wait the might of the darkest of them all.
I
hear the horses' thunder down in the valley blow, I'm waiting for the angels of Avalon, waiting for the eastern glow.
The
apples of the valley hold, The seeds of happiness, The ground is rich from tender care, Repay, do not forget, no, no. Dance
in the dark of night, sing to the morning light.
The apples turn to brown and black, The tyrant's face is red.
Oh
war is the common cry, Pick up you swords and fly. The sky is filled with good and bad that mortals never know.
Oh,
well, the night is long the beads of time pass slow, Tired eyes on the sunrise, waiting for the eastern glow.
The
pain of war cannot exceed the woe of aftermath, The drums will shake the castle wall, the ring wraiths ride in black, Ride
on.
Sing as you raise your bow, shoot straighter than before. No comfort has the fire at night that lights the face
so cold.
Oh dance in the dark of night, Sing to the morning light. The magic runes are writ in gold to bring the
balance back. Bring it back.
At last the sun is shining, The clouds of blue roll by, With flames from the dragon
of darkness, the sunlight blinds his eyes.
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