Spendin' Some Quality Time...

... with a couple of OLD friends this afternoon.

We're (obviously) renewing our acquaintance with Blue and it's been at least a year and more likely two since we've had the pleasure.  I'm struck immediately with just how light the taste is... and that's not all bad.  Blue prolly falls into my "summer beer" category now, which is to say light on the palate, crisp, and most definitely NOT overbearing in any way, shape or form.  But if it's REAL beer criticism you're looking for I'd suggest you head over to Beer Advocate.  Be advised: they don't look kindly on Ol' Blue, rating it a C-minus and determining the beer is "not worthy."  But taste is ALL in our mouths, n'est-ce pas?

So.  It's a war, after all.  And blog-bud Dan posted one of my... ahem... favorite old war horses.  You just can't go wrong with Led Zep when it comes to straight-ahead rock 'n' roll, after all is said and done.  They do a good job in the pretentious category, too... with MANY fine examples on Physical Graffiti.  

But we're on about war horses here.  I racked my brain for an inordinate amount of time on this one... for all of about four minutes, which is all the racking my poor ol' brain can stand these days... before I came up with this, another old friend with whom we've spent many an hour.  About which, and before we begin, let's quote The Wiki:

In 2004, Rolling Stone magazine listed it at #25 on its list of "The 100 Greatest Guitar Songs of All Time."

Deservedly so.  Let's do it.

Boy, does this EVER work for me... on oh-so-many levels.  It's got killer guitar, honkin' sax, and is just drippin' with sexual angst.  The guitar solo at the end just might be Mick Taylor's finest work, ever.  But it was usually the angst we were on about in the way-back.  "Throw me down the keys," indeed.  These days?  Not so much.  We're ALL about the memories now.