April 6, 1977
Chicago, IL US
The Song Remains The Same, (The Rover intro) Sick Again, Nobody's Fault But Mine, In My Time of Dying, Since I've Been Loving You, No Quarter, Ten Years Gone, Battle of Evermore, Going to California, Black Country Woman, Bron-Y-Aur Stomp, White Summer ~ Black Mountainside, Kashmir, (Out On the Tiles intro) Moby Dick, Jimmy Page solo, Achilles Last Stand, Stairway to Heaven, Rock and Roll, Trampled Underfoot.
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Review excerpt: Led Zeppelin’s sheer power, ability and show of integrity delight 20,000 fans in Stadium concert
For their last few tours, spaced at two-year intervals, their concerts have become events, a phenomenon which no doubt strikes some as incomprehensible. But I’d bet the 20,000 or so people who turned up at the Chicago Stadium Wednesday night for the first of four shows the band is doing there would find their popularity as credible as the group is incredible in its steamroller approach to rock and blues.
This is a band, for instance, that plays for three hours straight, with few dull moments once it gets rolling. Wednesday, it took a couple of songs; the band tends to build to a cumulative effect rather than launching all of its firepower at once.
Part way into the show lead singer Robert Plant, ace guitarist Jimmy Page, keyboard and bass player John Paul Jones and drummer John Bonham sat in a peaceful row across the front of the stage, doing a segment of quieter ballads in a folky, medieval mood. It was a striking change of pace from what had gone before and would come after, which was the sort of power-rock, extremely loud with a blues base, that Zeppelin handles so well.
It was, in short, the usual Led Zeppelin show – a lot of music handled well, and very little bull. Plant in fact was the only member of the group who spoke at all, and then only briefly, though the group’s ambience is far from aloof. But it’s clear that they’re there for one main purpose: to create fireworks. And speaking of that, Plant would just as soon the audience left that sort of thing to Led Zeppelin. (ChicagoTribune, April ’77)