I was a teen of the 70's. And lingering still is my love of all things Zeppelin. Was it not I, who recently was politely asked by an office of the law to lower my radio volume whilst playing "Kashmir"?
So will you will perhaps understand my endless amusement with this production of The Immigrant Song.
But now I have access to this photoshop thing. And stuff. And a burning desire to have something to do besides paint my ceilings and caulk bathrooms.