Showing posts with label Led Zeppelin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Led Zeppelin. Show all posts

Sunday, 10 August 2025

The 500 - #148 - Houses Of The Holy - Led Zeppelin

I was inspired by a podcast called The 500 hosted by New York-based comedian Josh Adam Meyers. His goal, and mine, is to explore Rolling Stone Magazine's 2012 edition of The 500 Greatest Albums of All Time. 


Album: #148

Album Title: Houses Of The Holy

Artist: Led Zeppelin

Genre: Hard Rock, Art Rock

Recorded: Multiple Studios, London, England

Released: March, 1973

My age at release: 7

How familiar was I with it before this week: Very

Is it on the 2020 list? Yes, at #278 - dropping 130 spots

Song I am putting on my Spotify Playlist: The Rain Song



To say my high school clique and I were fans of Led Zeppelin in the early ’80s would be putting it mildly -- our enthusiasm veered into full-blown obsession for months. At some parties, the debate wasn’t which album to play next, but which side of which Zeppelin album deserved the honor. It was serious business.
Led Zeppelin: John Paul Jones (bass, keys), Jimmy Page
(guitars), John Bonham (drums), Robert Plant (vocals).

We were already devoted fans of the 1976 concert film The Song Remains the Same, which captured Zeppelin’s electrifying  performances at Madison Square Garden, interwoven with behind-the-scenes footage and surreal fantasy sequences tailored to each band member. In 1984, when the film became available on video cassette, our friend, Steve Mackison, quickly tracked down a bootleg copy, and it became a staple of our viewing rotation.
Steve had built up an impressive collection of cult classic video tapes by the early ’80s. His townhouse became our unofficial screening room. We’d skip a few high school classes, head over to Steve’s place, drink tea, eat Pop Tarts and dive into his ever-growing archive of rock films and other flicks destined to become dramatic and comedic classics. Steve, unbeknownst to his parents, was taking a one-year hiatus from school, so he was always home and ready to hit play. We actually framed our morning sojourns from our high school to his town house on Dalhousie Drive in London, Ontario, as if we were attending a film class, We called it Mackison 101.
Steve's place in the 80s, pic courtesy of Google Street View.
In 1985, Hammer of the Gods: The Led Zeppelin Saga hit the shelves, and it landed like a thunderclap in our circle. Written by rock biographer Stephen Davis, the book was packed with gritty, lurid tales of the band’s wild years, including tales of sex, drugs, mysticism, and mayhem. I didn’t get around to reading it, but it became gospel among my Zeppelin-obsessed friends. The book sparked endless debates and retellings, often between puffs at parties. Though the book was a hit with young rockers, the band famously criticized it for its sensationalism and factual liberties. Still, for the rest of us, it added another layer to the myth. It was our backstage pass to the chaos behind the music. As the adage goes: “Never let truth get in the way of a good story”. This was doubly true for teenagers in a time before the Internet.
Hammer of the Gods book cover (1985).
Houses of the Holy is the first of five Led Zeppelin records on this The 500 list Released in 1973, it marked a bold evolution in the group’s sound. Departing from the heavier blues-rock of their earlier albums, it embraced a more eclectic and experimental vibe. The record features fan favorites, such as The Song Remains the Same, (later to become the title of the aforementioned concert film). The Hobbit inspired Over the Hills and Far Away, and the reggae-tinged D’yer Mak’er. For years, my friends and I pronounced that track as “Dire Maker”, not realizing it was a play on the expression “Did ya make her?’ said quickly with a Cockney Accent -- “Jamaica”. It was, I would later learn, a play on a well known and silly British joke.

“My wife’s gone to the Caribbean.”

“D’yer mak’er?” ("Jamaica" aka “Did you make her?”)

“No, she went of her own accord.”



Houses of the Holy is a record I often cite as my favorite, although I’ve come to accept that ranking Zeppelin albums is a game of inches for me, and the criteria change with age and mood. The album contains an eclectic mix of songs, including the ethereally beautiful The Rain Song, a tune that will forever hold a spot in my personal top ten. But it also includes The Crunge, a James Brown-inspired funk experiment that’s never quite landed for me. As a teenager, I’d often joke (hoping for a laugh that never came) that it sounded like it was written specifically to make a drunk person feel like vomiting.
The Crunge is predominantly crafted in a time signature of 9/8 -- nine beats to a measure with the each eighth note getting a beat and an emphasis on the first fourth and seventh beats. The result is a rolling feel that can seem slightly uneven. Thinking about it as ONE-two-three, FOUR-five-six, SEVEN-eight-nine. Consequently, it moves a bit like a lilting ship in heavy waves. Now, throw in a few measures of 4/4 time (and a sneaky 10/8) and one might be able to understand how it could even make a drunken sailor a bit sea sick.

As I mentioned in my Black Sabbath Masters Of Reality post, back in September, 2022, Houses of the Holy was the first Zeppelin record I brought (sneaked) into my home -- having borrowed it from a chum named Adrian. At the time, I knew that the cover, which featured 11 naked, golden haired children bathed in an eerie, orange-pink glow climbing a stepped, rocky cliff, would not meet with parental approval. At the very least the gatefold art piece would prompt many questions I was ill equipped to answer.
Full gatefold picture for Houses of The Holy.
I would later learn that the photograph, taken by Aubrey Powell from the legendary art group Hipgnosis, actually depicts the Giant’s Causeway in Northern Ireland, a natural rock formation of interlocking basalt columns. The photo was created using multiple exposures of two child models, siblings Stefan and Samantha Gates, who were photographed in different poses and positions.

Aubrey Powell -- who also did the covers for many of my
favourite bands, including Pink Floyd, Styx, Peter Gabriel,
Black Sabbath, Yes and Genesis.
The use of nude children, even in this non-sexual artistic context, has sparked discomfort and debate -- particularly in recent years. However, the image was not intended to be provocative. Powell noted that it was inspired by Arthur C. Clarke's science fiction novel, Childhood’s End. It was meant to evoke a sense of mystery, mythology and transformation that aligned with the album's eclectic and experimental tone.
I do know that the Houses of the Holy cover was never considered provocative by my high school peers. Like so many Zeppelin album covers, it was simply a cool, mysterious image and one we could project our own meanings onto while jamming to the eight tracks within. If anything, it felt more straightforward than the eerie minimalism of Presence (1976) or the cryptic symbolism of their untitled 1971 release, often called Led Zeppelin IV. Such was the “serious business” of Zeppelin fandom for a handful of Ontario teens in the early ’80s -- decoding album art, debating track rankings, and letting the music shape our own mythology.  

Monday, 30 June 2025

The 500 - #154 - Moanin' at the Moonlight - Howlin' Wolf

I was inspired by a podcast called The 500 hosted by New York-based comedian Josh Adam Meyers. His goal, and mine, is to explore Rolling Stone Magazine's 2012 edition of The 500 Greatest Albums of All Time. 


Album: #154
Album Title: Moanin' at the Moonlight
Artist: Howlin' Wolf
Genre: Chicago Blues, Electric Blues
Recorded: Wessex & Air Studios, London, England
Released: July, 1959
My age at release: Not born
How familiar was I with it before this week: Some
Is it on the 2020 list? Yes, at #477, dropping 322 spots
Song I am putting on my Spotify Playlist: Smoke Stack Lightning

As I continue this blog series counting down through Rolling Stone magazine’s 2012 edition of The 500 Greatest Albums of All Time, I still have 153 records left to bring to your attention. Among them are more than 20 albums by artists who were directly shaped by the raw power and deep soul of Howlin’ Wolf -- born Chester Arthur Burnett. In fact, when you scan the full list of 500, nearly 50 albums bear the unmistakable imprint of this American blues legend, whether through direct influence, stylistic echoes, or heartfelt homage. His growling voice, electrifying guitar, and wailing harmonica didn’t just define Chicago blues -- they helped lay the foundation for rock and roll, especially the rise of British rock in the late ‘60s.

As I’ve mentioned in earlier posts, I went through a serious blues phase in my early 20s -- sparked by picking up Crossroads, the massive four-CD Eric Clapton box set. This was pre-internet, so my deep dive into the blues came through liner notes and CD rentals from places like The Software Library and the Western Store on my university campus in London, Ontario.

Before setting out on a solo road trip to Calgary, more than 3,200 kilometers from home, I made a handful of cassette tapes packed with blues tracks. Among them, a heavy dose of Howlin’ Wolf, much of it lifted from a CD I’d rented called The London Howlin’ Wolf Sessions. This was a fortuitous choice. I later learned  this album was a significant piece of music history. It was one of the first true blues “super sessions”, pairing a towering blues legend with some of rock’s most revered second-generation players – Eric Clapton, Steve Winwood, Charlie Watts, and Bill Wyman. It wasn’t just a record; it was a bridge between eras, and it became part of my soundtrack on the open road.

I did not pick up that CD because I understood its legendary importance. It was just one of the half-dozen blues recordings available at those outlets. However, retroactively, I am learning to understand the gravitas of those sessions.

Imagine, if you will:

May 1970. The air inside Olympic Studios is thick with anticipation -- and cigarette smoke. Eric Clapton, already a guitar god, adjusts his amp with a flicker of nervous energy. Ringo Starr behind the drum kit, taps out a rhythm while engineers check levels. Although Bill Wyman and Charlie Watts are unavailable on the first day of recording, the room still buzzes with star power.

Then he arrives

Howlin’ Wolf -- six-foot-six, topping 300 pounds, and every inch a legend -- steps into the studio. Nearly 60, he carries the weight of the blues in his voice, his stance, his very presence. This isn’t just a recording session. It’s a summit. A seismic meeting of generations.

By his side is Hubert Sumlin, his longtime guitarist and musical shadow. He has been flown in at Clapton’s insistence after Chess Records initially balked at covering Sumlin's expenses. Clapton once said he’d give anything to play with Wolf. Now, guitar in hand, he watches his hero take the mic.

The room falls silent.

The tape rolls.

And history begins.
Clapton (left) with Wolf during those May, 1970 London recording sessions.
Moanin’ in the Moonlight is the second of two Howlin’ Wolf albums featured on Rolling Stone’s 500 Greatest Albums list. Though technically his debut LP, it’s a compilation of 12 singles released between 1951 and 1959. At its heart is Wolf’s most iconic track, Smoke Stack Lightning, a song inducted into the Grammy Hall of Fame and widely hailed as one of the greatest blues recordings of all time. Its hypnotic riff and Wolf’s primal vocals have echoed through decades of music, appearing in films, commercials, and countless cover versions.
Many artists on The 500 list have reinterpreted it (The Grateful Dead, The Yardbirds) but one of my personal favorites is the version by Soundgarden, featured on their 1988 debut album Ultramega OK. Their take is gritty, distorted, and full of early grunge energy. Interestingly, while researching this post, I discovered that Chris Cornell later expressed regret about including the cover instead of an original track. (See below.)

Soundgarden's Chris Cornell in an interview about Ultramega OK
Howlin' Wolf died in 1975 at the age of 65, which is not surprising for such a large man. As a friend once commented about the relationship between longevity and size: "If you go to an old age home, you'll see a lot of 90-year-old smokers having an afternoon cocktail, but they are all tiny. You don't see a lot of former basketball players and NFL linemen shuffling about".

Howlin’ Wolf left behind a treasure trove of blues recordings -- gritty, powerful, and timeless. His influence echoes through the music of today. And as we head into the final 150 albums on this list, we’ll hear the unmistakable sound of his legacy carried forward by the likes of Led Zeppelin, Jimi Hendrix, Cream, and The Rolling Stones. These artists didn’t just admire Wolf; they built their sound on the foundation he laid. Their legacy has inspired the current generation of artists, including The White Stripes, Alabama Shakes, St. Vincent, and The Black Keys.