OUT THROUGH THE IN DOOR

One serious problem with the appreciation of an album consisting (such like this one) of nothing more than cover versions, is that it seems hardly avoidable the initial confrontation with the originals, and, in this particular case, with the powerhouse status investing the historic figure of Led Zeppelin, that remains rightfully intact to this day. Serious, granted, but not one that should keep standing in our way.

The addition of Vanilla Fudge to this classic songs, in my view, is not trying to improve the heavy element in them (an almost impossible task), but rather to bring out some implicit acid and soulful traits to the light of day. There is also a funkier accent impregnating, for example, Trampled Under Foot through the rhythm section and the vocals. In the very enjoyable rendition of Willie Dixon's Babe I'm Gonna Leave You, we get a tasty flurry of acid guitar with wha-wha. In Dancing Days, the mellotron plays the part of the acid creeper, with the necessary involvement of the rest.

I don't think the Vanillas were trying to beat the Zepps in any dexterity contest either, more likely they try to shed new light on some colour shades, like the acoustic psychedelic folk fingerpicking in Black Mountain Side, Page's instrumental track gracing Zepp's 1969 debut. That kind of truly satisfying details, I came across time after time through the one well-invested hour of listening that this album demands.

Most certainly, nobody should postpone the discovery of Led Zeppelin's own recorded legacy, since there's no doubt that therein lies the real thing in its prime. But if you have explored those treasures enough, and you are looking for a view of that classics from a different angle, consider that this album offers an excellent choice, presented by a band that is a classic in its own right.