Spring Break
Lez Zeppelin: one cover band of all girls, all Zeppelin & 'a whole lotta love'
Caity Cudworth
Issue date: 3/31/09 Section: Entertainment
03/31/09 -Led Zeppelin is legendary: this is obvious. Your parents like Led Zeppelin. Your older brother likes Led Zeppelin. Your friends like Led Zeppelin. And if the world doesn't crash and burn in the next few years, your children will probably like Led Zeppelin, too.
It only makes sense that Led Zeppelin would have cover bands.
Now, cover bands are a weirdly compelling species. The vast majority of them are bizarre and terrible, cheap knock offs destined to crank out the same tired songs in seedy bars in a sad pantomime of stardom.
But sometimes a cover band is more than a cover band. Sometimes a cover band transcends its warped identity and takes the original material and injects into it a new and different sound and energy. It becomes a legitimate band in it's own right.
Led Zeppelin probably has more cover bands than is necessary or healthy, and one of these worshipful wannabes hit Boston's Paradise Rock Club Thursday night and, surprisingly, proved itself worthy of the weird hype surrounding it.
Lez Zeppelin. Yes, Lez Zeppelin. Attention grabbing? Yep. Unabashedly gimmicky? Absolutely.
But if you were expecting a stereotypical troop of butch lesbians complete with boyish hair cuts and clogs well … first of all most of the band members aren't actually gay. Second of all they're more sex kitten than lumberjack-like. For Lez Zep (whose motto is "All girls, all Zeppelin") pouting, prancing, writing and hair twirling were more the order of the day.
Rain drizzled outside, leaving Boston in a cloud of gloom, and the crowd came pouring in, a motley assortment of middle-aged men and women.
Surprisingly - or maybe unsurprisingly - there were also a good number of college-aged guys in attendance, who, I'm assuming, like Led Zeppelin and just wanted to see a group of hot quasi-lesbians play the infamous band's music.
The opening act was TAB the Band and the young group put on a solid set. Strangely, two of the members, Tony and Adrian Perry, are Aerosmith guitarist Joe Perry's sons. TAB blasted through a set of catchy 1960s garage rock. TAB was pretty much your quintessential rock band, albeit with a surprising swagger. My only real gripe is the band's name, which is inexcusably awful.
It only makes sense that Led Zeppelin would have cover bands.
Now, cover bands are a weirdly compelling species. The vast majority of them are bizarre and terrible, cheap knock offs destined to crank out the same tired songs in seedy bars in a sad pantomime of stardom.
But sometimes a cover band is more than a cover band. Sometimes a cover band transcends its warped identity and takes the original material and injects into it a new and different sound and energy. It becomes a legitimate band in it's own right.
Led Zeppelin probably has more cover bands than is necessary or healthy, and one of these worshipful wannabes hit Boston's Paradise Rock Club Thursday night and, surprisingly, proved itself worthy of the weird hype surrounding it.
Lez Zeppelin. Yes, Lez Zeppelin. Attention grabbing? Yep. Unabashedly gimmicky? Absolutely.
But if you were expecting a stereotypical troop of butch lesbians complete with boyish hair cuts and clogs well … first of all most of the band members aren't actually gay. Second of all they're more sex kitten than lumberjack-like. For Lez Zep (whose motto is "All girls, all Zeppelin") pouting, prancing, writing and hair twirling were more the order of the day.
Rain drizzled outside, leaving Boston in a cloud of gloom, and the crowd came pouring in, a motley assortment of middle-aged men and women.
Surprisingly - or maybe unsurprisingly - there were also a good number of college-aged guys in attendance, who, I'm assuming, like Led Zeppelin and just wanted to see a group of hot quasi-lesbians play the infamous band's music.
The opening act was TAB the Band and the young group put on a solid set. Strangely, two of the members, Tony and Adrian Perry, are Aerosmith guitarist Joe Perry's sons. TAB blasted through a set of catchy 1960s garage rock. TAB was pretty much your quintessential rock band, albeit with a surprising swagger. My only real gripe is the band's name, which is inexcusably awful.
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