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Met Center - April 12, 1977

  • Setlists during this tour include: 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.
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April 12, 1977
Bloomington
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Setlist: 

Setlists during this tour include: 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.

Note: 
77 programme

Click here to view the '77 Tour Programme
(interactive flipbook)

Press Review: The Zep was a test for the ears and they'll be at here tonight

WARNING: Mad Dogs may be hazardous to your health… Mad Dogs? Well, wasn't Led Zeppelin's original name? After "The New Yardbirds" and before Jimmy Page settled on Led Zep? I dunno.

After Tuesday night at the Metropolitan Sports Center, my ear drums are so fractured I may avoid music for the rest of the week.

LED ZEPPELIN IS one of the most celebrated bands in the world. And the  Zep, like it always does, sold out the Met Tuesday night. But what is surprising is the same band will do the same thing tonight at the Civic Center here in St. Paul.

That is, if the Zep ever finished sometime this morning. Because of lightning, thunder and fear of flying, the band didn't arrive in the Twin Cities Tuesday until a half hour after the 8 o'clock' scheduled concert time.

And it didn't hit the stage until 9:11. Sometime nearing midnight I crashed — dazed by three hours of crunching Jimmy Page guitar, soaring Robert Plant vocals, buzzing John Paul Jones' bass and keyboard work and bruising, crashing and thrashing on the drums by John Bonham.

Zep did a job on me — but then again, I expected it. Listening to Zep for an hour on the phonograph is enough to create ear buzz for a week. Which is too bad because Led Zeppelin is a group of superior talent.

"SKINNY JIMMY" Page is probably one of the best three guitarists ever to attempt rock 'n roll. The former poet from Heston in Middlesex, England, has a range exceeded by none and the clarity of wind chimes when he wants to play it that way.

Jones, a former Rolling Stones' session man, is a wonder of a keyboard player and Bonham, like Plant, emerged from Band of Joy to pound away with some of the best.

Plant, himself, has the most distinctive voice in metallic music, a piercing, diving, anvil which thunders from under his delicately-curled reddish locks. It was nice to see him healthy again after a lengthy recovery from a near-fatal car crash in Greece two years ago.

BUT EVEN THOUGH Zep had a beautiful sound system Tuesday, the guttural roar from Page's shrieking guitar was enough to craze even the best of us.

Except the middle segment of the concert, which was an acoustic joy.

The Zep put away the hammers, the pliers, the saws and unveiled the quartet sitting four in a row, acoustics in hand, doing three songs including "Black Country Woman" and "California." At least I think those are the titles — I was a bit deaf by then and am unfamiliar with a couple of their albums but I think it's a mood first captured in "Houses of the
Holy."

Page showered us with his versatility during the trio of songs, Jones did also and Plant actually revealed a brush of a voice rather than a sledgehammer.

SOMEWHERE IN THE wee hours, I expect they got into the "Stairway to Heaven" and "Whole Lotta Love" stuff — the music which earned them a place in the Rock Hail of Fame. Me, I fazed out with "Mag Dogs."

And Bonham's madness of a solo that did criminal work, abrasive damage, to my eardrums.

So if you're headed up to the Civic tonight, beware and don't get too close. And yes, thanks Bob - by Plant for wishing our Kicks  well this season and we'll give Mike Bailey your best.

And Jimmy Page, can you see if you can find James Patrick Page the poet sometime soon? The guy who used to play lead for the Yardbirds? The best session guitarist in England? I loved him madly, as the Duke might have said. By CHARLEY HALLMAN, Staff Writer, St. Paul Dispatch, April 1977.

Notes: 
77 programme

Click here to view the '77 Tour Programme
(interactive flipbook)

Press Review: The Zep was a test for the ears and they'll be at here tonight

WARNING: Mad Dogs may be hazardous to your health… Mad Dogs? Well, wasn't Led Zeppelin's original name? After "The New Yardbirds" and before Jimmy Page settled on Led Zep? I dunno.

After Tuesday night at the Metropolitan Sports Center, my ear drums are so fractured I may avoid music for the rest of the week.

LED ZEPPELIN IS one of the most celebrated bands in the world. And the  Zep, like it always does, sold out the Met Tuesday night. But what is surprising is the same band will do the same thing tonight at the Civic Center here in St. Paul.

That is, if the Zep ever finished sometime this morning. Because of lightning, thunder and fear of flying, the band didn't arrive in the Twin Cities Tuesday until a half hour after the 8 o'clock' scheduled concert time.

And it didn't hit the stage until 9:11. Sometime nearing midnight I crashed — dazed by three hours of crunching Jimmy Page guitar, soaring Robert Plant vocals, buzzing John Paul Jones' bass and keyboard work and bruising, crashing and thrashing on the drums by John Bonham.

Zep did a job on me — but then again, I expected it. Listening to Zep for an hour on the phonograph is enough to create ear buzz for a week. Which is too bad because Led Zeppelin is a group of superior talent.

"SKINNY JIMMY" Page is probably one of the best three guitarists ever to attempt rock 'n roll. The former poet from Heston in Middlesex, England, has a range exceeded by none and the clarity of wind chimes when he wants to play it that way.

Jones, a former Rolling Stones' session man, is a wonder of a keyboard player and Bonham, like Plant, emerged from Band of Joy to pound away with some of the best.

Plant, himself, has the most distinctive voice in metallic music, a piercing, diving, anvil which thunders from under his delicately-curled reddish locks. It was nice to see him healthy again after a lengthy recovery from a near-fatal car crash in Greece two years ago.

BUT EVEN THOUGH Zep had a beautiful sound system Tuesday, the guttural roar from Page's shrieking guitar was enough to craze even the best of us.

Except the middle segment of the concert, which was an acoustic joy.

The Zep put away the hammers, the pliers, the saws and unveiled the quartet sitting four in a row, acoustics in hand, doing three songs including "Black Country Woman" and "California." At least I think those are the titles — I was a bit deaf by then and am unfamiliar with a couple of their albums but I think it's a mood first captured in "Houses of the
Holy."

Page showered us with his versatility during the trio of songs, Jones did also and Plant actually revealed a brush of a voice rather than a sledgehammer.

SOMEWHERE IN THE wee hours, I expect they got into the "Stairway to Heaven" and "Whole Lotta Love" stuff — the music which earned them a place in the Rock Hail of Fame. Me, I fazed out with "Mag Dogs."

And Bonham's madness of a solo that did criminal work, abrasive damage, to my eardrums.

So if you're headed up to the Civic tonight, beware and don't get too close. And yes, thanks Bob - by Plant for wishing our Kicks  well this season and we'll give Mike Bailey your best.

And Jimmy Page, can you see if you can find James Patrick Page the poet sometime soon? The guy who used to play lead for the Yardbirds? The best session guitarist in England? I loved him madly, as the Duke might have said. By CHARLEY HALLMAN, Staff Writer, St. Paul Dispatch, April 1977.

Setlists: 

Setlists during this tour include: 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.

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pie's picture

first concert i ever saw (hard to believe robert plant is 60 now)...i've been to many since...was even in the pit at a Godsmack concert recently....but the one concert i will remember forever is Led Zeppelin...whenever i hear Stairway to Heaven it brings me back..........

DB's picture

I was 15 years old living in Fargo, ND when our local FM Radio station announced a concert package of bus ticket/ride to Minneapolis, MN for a Led Zeppelin Concert. $39.00 (I believe the concert ticket was $9.50). Main floor 9th row back.

Being an early entrant to the world of sex, drugs, and rock n roll and a huge Led Zeppelin fan my buddy & I convinced our respective parents to let us go. We "borrowed" what liquor we could from our parents cabinet and boarded the bus in Fargo. We quickly headed to the rear section of the bus. Fortunately, some folks in the way back shared their smoke with us which made the bus ride more pleasant. Picture it, a Greyhound bus loaded with Led Zeppelin fans on a 4 hour drive to the Cities. I remember pulling in to St. Cloud, MN for a supper break and a big chant of Wendy's erupted. We had no Wendy's in Fargo at the time (Big Boy, Auto dine, and A & W) I had no idea what a Wendy's was. Burgers, square, cool. I had been to concerts before, for several years, but was not prepared for the awesomeness of the bands stage. I didn't mind they were late, some guy would come out to the stage from time to time giving us a run down. Some "older" folks sitting main floor next to us shared their smoke with us.

Then the lights dimmed and for the next 2 1/2 hours I was in HEAVEN. I don't remember the band being any more wrecked then other bands I've seen and when Plant would leave the main area he was always either on the side of the stage in visible sight or sitting on the drum riser. I do remember the damn fireworks, I seem to remember someone throwing fireworks on the stage next to Jimmy Page during the acoustic set. 2 Hours late getting back to Fargo, skipped school that day and when I got back the next day the girl I was dating told all my teachers I was in Juvie as I was busted, bitch hahaha.

Let's just say during that time period my nickname was Burnt and we'll leave it at that. My family were restaurant people, very encouraging to explore, live, love life to the fullest. 33 years later, and hundreds, upon hundreds of concerts later, I will never forget April 12, 1977

Pete's picture

Zep was a couple of hours late for this concert (Bad Weather).. Right.

They were so stoned they had trouble playing, They all took turns standing in the wings while one of them would stay on the stage and solo. They had Quarts of booze, lots of weed and a little blow flowing at all time during the concert. THe music was way below the normal Zep quality, except for JPJ he seemed a lot less messed up than the rest. Bonzo still kicked ass!! Plant was OK.. and Page was just wrecked which pissed me off greatly because I still to this day think he is one of the most talented and inventive guitarists ever!! On the upside I was young, it was 1977 and I could have been listening to some lame disco shit instead.. Still had a good time, got high and got laid.. All in all a good evening.

Scott Bogen's picture

I was 15 that night, some 30 years ago, and some how I had talked my parents into letting me go to see Led Zeppelin with my best friends Steve and Doug. I think the fact that tickets had gone on sale on my birthday the month before had helped. It was my first rock concert. I had no idea what to expect. I was so excited that day that I could barely stay on the ground. Steve was late picking up Doug and I, he was out scoring a lid for the concert. It rained, poured, as we drove the 30 minutes from suburban Lake Minnetonka to the Met Center. Accidents all over the place, as stoned Zepplin freaks played bumper cars with each other on the interstate. Finally, we arrived. We went to the special door for those who held main floor seats. We had row 15, dead center. We went through about 8 levels of security, with each ripping another piece of the ticket. Today all that remains of that ticket is a little stub, with my hand written "Led Zeppelin" on the back.

It did not matter much that we were late getting to the arena, the band was far later. Seems the weather that had made our approach by car slow had delayed the bands flight from Chicago. I believe it was around 9 PM when some guy annouced that their plane had landed and that they were on their way. Thankfully the airport was just across the highway. I have no idea what time it was when the lights went out and the crowd roared to life, maybe close to 10 PM. I instantly recognized Page's tuning for Song Remains and while I smoked pot for the first time that night, I was floating on a high from being so close to my heroes. My bedroom walls consisted at that time of those giant posters, huge concert shots of the band. Between posters were hundreds of pictures cut out of Creem, Hit Parader, Rolling Stone and various other magazines. My room was a shrine to Led Zeppelin. The lights burst on there they were. Page looked so cool as he played the opening notes on the double neck. I borrowed a camera from some one sitting next to me and went up the isle to the front row and leaned against the barricade. Jimmy came over and did one of those "bend forward with the guitar while bending backwards" moves. I don't think now that he could see me, but at the time, I thought that I had a shared moment with Jimmy.

I can not comment on the quality of the performance, the sound quality or any such standards of a review, as to my memory everything was perfect. I had nothing to judge the show by, having only seen shows with my parents that consisted of performers like Liza, Frank and John Denver. How can you compare seeing Led Zeppelin when you are 15 to having seen Frank Sinatra? I remember little details, the incredible pyramid of laser light that surrounded Jimmy during his solo. The lasers when they were shined up on the ceiling made patterns of dolphins and other such things. I remember that during Kashmir Plant did some Karate moves. And for some reason, people back in the mid to late 70's brought fireworks to concerts. I did not understand then what the hell they were thinking and I do not now. I believe that Robert made some comment about the show being much better if people would stop throwing the fireworks around. There was huge applause.

I can not believe that some thirty years have passed since that night. I stopped listening to Led Zeppelin in about 1980. I gave all of my memorabilia away to some one in my dorm. I considered them dinosaurs, compared to the new wave and punk music I was listening to. It would be another ten years or so before I started listening to them again. I still listen.

Bert Loehrer's picture

They were late because of the weather. No warm up band. Robert Plant had a sore throat and could not hit any high notes. Imagine Led Zepplin with monotone almost rapping. Jimmy Page upon inspection with my binoculars, and we were close to start with, had bandaged fingers on his frett hand. Reading the history of this tour I guess it was an injury from hitting the wall or someones face. I was very disappointed and told many people after the concur that it was the worst concert until I saw a Kiss concert in 2009. I have forgiven them and have never lost my love of their heavy metal blues. I have always thought that they owed me a free concert to make up for this. I was so unhappy after the concert that I threw my concert stubs away. Very stupid.

Paul Boisclair's picture

I, too, was at the show. Sixteen years old, my first major concert. The band was very late, but I didn't know better, and thought it was normal for such heavyweights. I read in the Tribune the next day that Peter Grant was "visibly shaken," at the band's tardiness that night. I agree, they were about two hours late. Living in Buffalo, Mn., my parents were upset when I finally pulled in at 3 a.m.

I didn't even know all the music that night, but most. I fell in love with No Quarter that night, with the dry ice effect and great solo.

I had lousy seats in the upper area of Met Center, but was with a group and having a great time. The stage and speaker set-up was incredible as I remember it stretched from floor to ceiling, and the entire width of the arena, a solid wall of sound. I felt bad for the thousands that sat behind the stage, as there were no video screens at the time, of course. But it was such an event to have Zeppelin in Minnesota, no one seemed to care.

I would love to talk with anyone who remembers the show and cares to share.

Paul Boisclair
Morro Bay, Ca.

Gary Niemeier's picture

It's a testament to the outlandish aura that Led Zeppelin had about them in those days that 36 years down the road, I still can't remember who I was with at this concert, but I can recall certain moments during the show with absolute crystalline clarity (if you could call the barely controlled chaos a show in the usual sense of the word).

In 1977 I was living in Fargo, a college kid. A radio station had sponsored a tour bus to the show, a four-hour drive down the interstate. The drive was long, but the upside was the tickets: we had floor seats only 9 or 10 rows back. There was much drinking and hilarity on the bus; it was exactly like you'd imagine.

The first sign that I'd entered the rending of normality that accompanied any exposure to Led Zeppelin came when a stage manager sauntered up to a microphone at 8 p.m. and announced—as if this were the most routine thing in the world—that the band wasn't actually in Minneapolis. They were in Chicago, in their plane, on the runway, waiting for... God knows what. (Better weather, I read here in the comments.) At the time, we didn't have a clue.

Since there wasn't a warm-up band we were consigned to an hour of thumb-twiddling, burning off nervous energy, getting increasingly more stoned if that was your bag (it wasn't mine, although it would have come in very handy that night). Every so often the spokesperson would venture out and give little updates: "they're in the air" (big whoops), "they're descending!" (cheers) and so on. The audience made the best of it, but there was no denying the downer vibe that hung in the air along with the smoke from pot and firecrackers—a strange mix of sweet and acrid.

When the band finally did take the stage, it was close to two hours late, and despite the tremendous cheer that went up, I could see immediately that Jimmy Page was utterly out of it. Normally, Jimmy's  stage moves brilliantly pantomimed a stagger, but this time it was no act. He could barely stay upright. He slashed at his strings, but what came out bore only a vague resemblence to "The Song Remains the Same."

I'd heard that Minneapolis and big rock acts sometimes didn't mix well. Mick Jagger once wrote that they didn't wear makeup to a show there because "Minneapolis didn't deserve any." The Beatles were famously hassled by cops there. I'm sure word gets around in the biz. Maybe Led Zep was showing some disdain. There was some karmic kick-back when the audience started throwing firecrackers onstage. I'm sure it did scare the hell out of the band. But what did they expect after keeping thousands of drunken kids waiting for hours? Keep in mind, they never addressed the crowd or apologized for being late or anything uncool like that.

Things got better as the show went on. Jimmy seemed to wake up and they got into a working groove. They played a long time, well past midnight. When the show ended and the house lights came up, I made my way to the stage and was checking out the band's equipment. Suddenly I looked up and Jimmy—thin as a rail in his white dragon-suit—was standing right in front of me. I hadn't realized they'd do another encore... but by God, here they were.

Jimmy launched into "Rock and Roll," but something was terribly wrong... there was no guitar sound! I'll never forget Robert Plant shooting Jimmy this look of weary incredulity: "all this, and now you don't have your guitar plugged in?" A roadie scrambled over on all fours (as they do), grabbed the plug and got Jimmy his power. The song went on. Afterwards Jimmy pitched his guitar pick over the security guards' heads, and I caught it. I sold it years later for $250. I think it nicely covered my time while the band knocked back drinks in The Starship on the Chicago runway.

The review the next day in the Minneapolis Star Tribune said that Peter Grant was "visibly shaken" when the band arrived at the Met Center that night. For some reason that line stuck in my head. How did the writer know? What did it look like? No matter. Was it a great concert? I couldn't tell you... it was the only time I saw them. They came within a hairsbreadth of blowing it, but in the end they delivered on their contract. That's rock-n-roll, baby.

I have most of their vinyl, straight from the 70s, and I still listen now and then. The music retains its mystery, just as Jimmy imagined it would.

Paul's picture

Nice write-up, dude!

 

Steven Hamre's picture

I attended this concert it still goes down in my book as the best concert I have ever seen

Rod Hanson's picture
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I was there....17 and what a time...freezing rain & cold to the bone...best concert ever!!

 

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