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Led Zeppelin: Houses of the Holy

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Label: Atlantic Records
Released: 1973
Time:
 40:50
Category: Pop/Rock
Producer(s): Jimmy Page
Rating: *********. (9/10)
Media type: CD
Web address: www.led-zeppelin.com
Appears with: Jimmy Page, Robert Plant
Purchase date: 1997.05.14
Price in €: 5,99



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[1] The Song Remains the Same (Page, Jimmy)
[2] Rain Song
[3] Over the Hills and Far Away
[4] Crunge
[5] Dancing Days (Page, Jimmy)
[6] D'Yer Mak'er (Bonham, John)
[7] No Quarter (Jones, John Paul)
[8] Ocean

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Jimmy Page - Guitar, Vocals
Robert Plant - Harmonica, Vocals, Background Vocals
John Paul Jones - Organ, Synthesizer, Bass, Piano, Keyboards, Background Vocals, Mellotron
John Bonham - Drums, Background Vocals

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Recorded at Electric Lady Studios, New York, New York and Olympic, London, England.All tracks have been digitally remastered.HOUSES OF THE HOLY was the nickname Led Zeppelin concocted for the huge sports arenas they were then playing, because by the time HOUSES OF THE HOLY was released on March 28, 1973, Led Zeppelin was among the biggest touring bands in all of rock. And in producer-composer-guitarist Jimmy Page, they had one of its most gifted arrangers, although compared to their previous two albums, HOUSES OF THE HOLY is more of a bare-bones, back-to-the-roots kind of production. Certainly tunes like "The Rain Song," "Over The Hills And Far Away" and "No Quarter" showcase vocalist Plant's whisper-to-a-scream range, Jones' tasteful use of emerging electronic keyboard technologies, and Page's expressive use of multiple guitar tracks to create an orchestral ambience. But on the whole there is more of an emphasis on the rhythmic interplay between Page, Jones and Bonham, from the James Brown-derived funk of "The Crunge" and the reggaeish dance breaks of "D'yer Mak'er," to the menacing eastern modalities of "Dancing Days" and the rocking raveups of "The Song Remains The Same" and "The Ocean."Recorded during the spring of 1972 at Stargroves (one of Mick Jagger's homes) and through the summer of 1972 at Olympic Studios in London and Electric Lady in New York City.

Houses of the Holy follows the same basic pattern as Led Zeppelin IV, but the approach is looser and more relaxed. Jimmy Page's riffs rely on ringing, folky hooks as much as thundering blues-rock, giving the album a lighter, more open atmosphere. While the pseudo-reggae of "D'Yer Mak'er" and the affectionate James Brown send-up "The Crunge" suggest that the band was searching for material, they actually contribute to the musical diversity of the album. "The Rain Song" is one of their finest moments, featuring a soaring string arrangement and a gentle, aching melody. "The Ocean" is just as good, starting with a typically heavy, but funky, guitar groove before slamming into an a cappella section and ending with a swinging, doo wop-flavored raveup. With the exception of the rampaging opening number "The Song Remains the Same," the rest of Houses of the Holy is fairly straightforward, ranging from the foreboding "No Quarter" and the strutting hard rock of "Dancing Days" to the epic folk/metal fusion "Over the Hills and Far Away." Throughout the record, the band's playing is excellent, making the eclecticism of Page and Plant's songwriting sound coherent and natural.

Stephen Thomas Erlewine, All-Music Guide



"The approach is looser and more relaxed. Jimmy Page's riffs rely on ringing, folky hooks as much as thundering blues-rock, giving the album a lighter, more open atmosphere. Throughout the record, the band's playing is excellent, making the eclecticism of Page and Plant's songwriting sound coherent and natural."

All-Music Guide *****



Q Magazine 10/94, p.141 3 Stars - Good - "...is the sound of a band whose cup has overfloweth..."

 

 L y r i c s


The Song Remains The Same

I had a dream --
Crazy dream.
Anything I wanted to know,
Any place I needed to go.

Hear my song --
Sing along.
Any little song that you know,
Everything that's small has to grow.

California sunlight,
Sweet Calcutta rain,
Honolulu starbright --
The song remains the same.

Sing out Hare Hare,
Dance the Hoochie Koo.
City lights are,
Oh so bright,
As we go sliding sliding sliding through.


The Rain Song

This is the springtime of my loving,
The second season am to know.
You are the sunlight in my growing,
So little warmth I felt before.
It isn't hard to feel me glowing,
I watched the fire that grew so low.

It is the summer of my smiles,
Flee from me Keepers of the Gloom.
Speak to me only with your eyes,
It is to you I give this tune.
It isn't hard to recognize,
These things are clear to all from time to time.

Talk talk,
I felt the coldness of my winter.
I never thought it would ever go.
I cursed the gloom that set upon us.
But I know that I love you so.
But I know that I love you so.

These are the seasons of emotion,
And like the winds they rise and fall.
This is the wonder of devotion,
I see the torch we all must hold.
This is the mystery of the quotient,
Upon us all a little rain must fall.


Over The Hills And Far Away

Hey lady you got the love I need.
Maybe more than enough.
Darling walk a while with me.
You've got so much.

Many times I loved,
Many times been bitten.
Many times I've gazed,
Along the open road.

Many times I've lied,
Many times I've listened.
Many times I've wondered,
How much there is to know.

Many dreams come true,
And some have silver linings.
I live for my dream,
And a pocketful of gold.

Mellow is the man,
Who knows what he's been missing.
Many many men,
Can't see the open road.

Many is a word,
That only leaves you guessing.
Guessing about a thing,
You really ought to know.


The Crunge

I wanna tell you bout my good thing,
I aint disclosing no names,
But he is a good friend.
I ain't gonna tell you where he comes from.
If I tell you you wont come again.
I aint gonna tell you nothing that I do will but I know.

Now let me tell you about my girl.
I open up a newspaper and what do I see?
See my girl looking at me.
And when she walks she walks.
And when she talks she talks.
And when she looks at me in the eye,
She's my baby I wanna make her mine.
Tell me baby what you want me to do.
And if you want me to love you,
Love some other man too.
Ain't gonna call me Mr. Pitiful.
I dont need no respect from nobody no.

I aint gonna tell you nothing I can't tell you no more.
She's my baby let me tell you I love her so.
And shes the woman I really wanna love and let me tell you more,
She's my baby she lives next door.
She's the one a woman the one a woman that I know.

I ain't gonna tell you one thing that you really ought to know,
But she's my baby and I love her so.
She's the one that really makes me whirl and twirl.
And shes got the kind of love that makes me fill the whole world.
She's the one that makes me jump and shout.
Shes the kind of girl let's me know what it's all about.


Dancing Days

Dancing days are here again,
As the summer evenings grow.
I got my flower,
I got my power,
I got a woman who knows.

I said it's alright,
You know it's alright,
I guess it's all in my heart.
You'll be my only,
My one and only,
Is that the way it should start?

Crazy ways are evident,
In the way you're wearing your clothes.
Sipping booze is precedent,
As the evening starts to glow.

You know it's alright,
I said it's alright,
You know it's all in my heart.
You'll be my only,
My one and only,
Is that the way it should start?

You told your mamma I'd get you home,
But you didn't say that I had no car.
I saw a lion he was standing alone,
With a tadpole in a jar.

You know it's alright,
I said it's alright,
I guess it's all in my heart.
You'll be my only,
My one and only,
Is that the way it should start?

So dancing days are here again,
As the summer evenings grow.
You are my flower,
You are my power,
And you are my woman who knows.

I said it's alright,
You know it's alright,
You know it's all in my heart.
You'll be my only,
My one and only,
Is that the way it should start?
I know it is.


D'yer Mak'er

Oh oh oh oh oh,
You don't have to go.
You don't have to go.
You don't have to go.

Ay ay ay ay ay ay,
All those tears I cry.
All those tears I cry.
Baby please don't go.

When I read the letter you wrote me,
It made me mad mad mad.
When I read the words that it told me,
It made me sad sad sad.
But I still love you so,
I can't let you go.
I love you,
Baby I love you.

Oh oh oh oh oh oh,
Every breath I take.
Every move I make.
Baby please don't go.

Ay ay ay ay ay ay,
You hurt me to my soul.
You hurt me to my soul.
Darling please don't go.

When I read the letter you sent me,
It made me mad mad mad.
When I read the news that it broke,
It made me sad sad sad.
But I still love you so,
I can't let you go.
I love you,
Baby I love you.

Oh oh oh oh oh oh,
You don't have to go.
You don't have to go.
Baby please.


No Quarter

Close the door put out the light,
You know they won't be home tonight.
The snow falls hard and don't you know,
The winds of Thor are blowing cold.

They're wearing steel that's bright and true.
They carry news that must get through.
They choose the path where no one goes.

They hold no quarter.
They hold no quarter.

Walking side by side with death,
The devil mocks their every step.
The snow drives back the foot that's slow,
The dogs of doom are howling more.

They carry news that must get through,
To build a dream for me and you.
They choose the path where no one goes.

They hold no quarter.
They ask no quarter.


The Ocean

Singing in the sunshine,
Laughing in the rain.
Hitting on the moonshine,
Rocking in the grain.
Got no time to pack my bag,
My foot's outside the door.
I got a date and I can't be late for the high hopes hailla ball.

Singing to an ocean,
I can hear the ocean's roar.
Play for free and play for me.
And play a whole lot more.
Sing about the good things,
And the sun that lights the day.
I used to sing on the mountains,
Has the ocean has the ocean lost its way?

Sitting round singing songs,
Till the night turns into day.
Used to sing on the mountains,
But the mountains washed away.
Now I'm singing all my songs,
To the girl who won my heart.
She is only three years old,
And it's a real fine way to start.

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