I hate Robert Plant.

I hate Robert Plant.

I mean it, I really hate Robert Plant. I tooled on down to HMV on Tuesday to purchase Sixty Six to Timbuktu which is basically his Best Of. Except a simple 'Best of' is not good enough for anyone from Led Zeppelin, and so instead of a simple 'Best Of Percy' we have one disc of what is basically the Best Of bit, the 'best', the 'most successful' and probably some that Sir Perce just really really liked. All well and good, nothing there that really shocked me, although I don't know why he's put two Fate of Nations tracks together and put another much later. I am not arrogant enough (yet) to question his decisions on tracklistings, so I don't mind so much. It's weird for me to not hear 'Tall Cool One' straight after 'Sea of Love' cos that's how I've listened to them since forever (or a downloading bonanza some months ago).

But Disc Bloody Two. Like Wingspan was a disc of A-sides and a second disc of B-sides and lesser known gems, this disc is basically miscellania. Some pre-Zep demos and random live moments. It gives the compilation its title too: The first stuff is from 1966 and the last track is from the Festival in The Desert this year held in... Timbuktu.

As to why I hate Robert Plant (and I do) I have just been listening to the 1966 stuff. I did some quick calculations (on the computer's calculator obviously, as I have no skill with numbers at all) and realised that eighteen-year-old Robert Sodding Plant was far better than I am at 21 or ever will be. This is simply not fair and I hate him. In 1966 he didn't scream as much as he did with The Zeppelin and it's very nice. I hate him. Oh, and before I forget, his liner notes are witty and amusing, even outright funny at one point if I recall. And he manages to get in a dig at the Prince of Wales and "dangerously single-minded corporate hijack" amongst it all. It was, with the exception of a couple of places where he could've done with a comma, well written. He is clearly a clever bloke with an encyclopadic knowledge of music that makes me look like a dumb Justin Trousersnake fan. I hate Robert Plant. Oh, and did you know he's also excellent on a harmonica? Did you also know he's worked with some of the greatest musicians in the history of the universe? Git.

That said, the poor bloke has had to work with Phil The Antichrist Collins in the past, so it's not all good.

I hate Robert Plant. He's got fab hair of a length that a man his age does not deserve, has over the years worn clothes nobody deserves to get away with, proclaimed himself a golden god and had people believe him. He survived the 80s relatively unscathed. I hate him.

Anyway I saw The Englishman Who Went Up A Hill but Came Down a Mountain on C4 today. Considering it had that silly dick Hugh Grant in it, it was pretty funny at times. I think it may be that the Welsh are just hilariously funny.

Am watching a show about David Niven. The narrator said that Niven went on to "have one of the most prolific sexual careers in Hollywood' and I immediately shouted "Not more than his mate Flynn's, thank you very much!" Funny the things I feel the need to defend my Flynn on, huh? Anyway, it later pointed out that when the two were best mates living together at Cirrosis on Sea, Errol was by far the bigger star and such like. So I was thusly appeased. Was fab to see Lauren Bacall turn up too!

One last thing: I love Robert Plant.

I hate Robert Plant.

I hate Robert Plant.

I mean it, I really hate Robert Plant. I tooled on down to HMV on Tuesday to purchase Sixty Six to Timbuktu which is basically his Best Of. Except a simple 'Best of' is not good enough for anyone from Led Zeppelin, and so instead of a simple 'Best Of Percy' we have one disc of what is basically the Best Of bit, the 'best', the 'most successful' and probably some that Sir Perce just really really liked. All well and good, nothing there that really shocked me, although I don't know why he's put two Fate of Nations tracks together and put another much later. I am not arrogant enough (yet) to question his decisions on tracklistings, so I don't mind so much. It's weird for me to not hear 'Tall Cool One' straight after 'Sea of Love' cos that's how I've listened to them since forever (or a downloading bonanza some months ago).

But Disc Bloody Two. Like Wingspan was a disc of A-sides and a second disc of B-sides and lesser known gems, this disc is basically miscellania. Some pre-Zep demos and random live moments. It gives the compilation its title too: The first stuff is from 1966 and the last track is from the Festival in The Desert this year held in... Timbuktu.

As to why I hate Robert Plant (and I do) I have just been listening to the 1966 stuff. I did some quick calculations (on the computer's calculator obviously, as I have no skill with numbers at all) and realised that eighteen-year-old Robert Sodding Plant was far better than I am at 21 or ever will be. This is simply not fair and I hate him. In 1966 he didn't scream as much as he did with The Zeppelin and it's very nice. I hate him. Oh, and before I forget, his liner notes are witty and amusing, even outright funny at one point if I recall. And he manages to get in a dig at the Prince of Wales and "dangerously single-minded corporate hijack" amongst it all. It was, with the exception of a couple of places where he could've done with a comma, well written. He is clearly a clever bloke with an encyclopadic knowledge of music that makes me look like a dumb Justin Trousersnake fan. I hate Robert Plant. Oh, and did you know he's also excellent on a harmonica? Did you also know he's worked with some of the greatest musicians in the history of the universe? Git.

That said, the poor bloke has had to work with Phil The Antichrist Collins in the past, so it's not all good.

I hate Robert Plant. He's got fab hair of a length that a man his age does not deserve, has over the years worn clothes nobody deserves to get away with, proclaimed himself a golden god and had people believe him. He survived the 80s relatively unscathed. I hate him.

Anyway I saw The Englishman Who Went Up A Hill but Came Down a Mountain on C4 today. Considering it had that silly dick Hugh Grant in it, it was pretty funny at times. I think it may be that the Welsh are just hilariously funny.

Am watching a show about David Niven. The narrator said that Niven went on to "have one of the most prolific sexual careers in Hollywood' and I immediately shouted "Not more than his mate Flynn's, thank you very much!" Funny the things I feel the need to defend my Flynn on, huh? Anyway, it later pointed out that when the two were best mates living together at Cirrosis on Sea, Errol was by far the bigger star and such like. So I was thusly appeased. Was fab to see Lauren Bacall turn up too!

One last thing: I love Robert Plant.