In the Early Days

In the Early Days
by Michael Doyle

In the early days, just past proficiency,
Zeppelin rapidly proved its sufficiency.
Hitting the studio with Glyns to engineer,
The world braced itself for what it would hear.

In the good times and bad times of our youth,
The sonic metal revolution spoke its truth.
A first album exploded with textures and moods
As the exploration of music was seemingly renewed.

The magic of it all gave the dream a lot to say,
There were multitudes of colors given to the play.
While a six-string guitar tuned like a Himalayan sitar,
Became something like the first guiding star.

In the crossfading distance, you hear life's echo.
Suddenly, the sorrow of goodbye becomes a new hello.
When a band finds its soul within its own sound,
All that's really left is to shop its record around.

Musical notes can fit like aural keys to the kingdom.
When you know what you know, you know when the time has come.
Tragically, singles can break up the spirit of a band,
But that's all the more reason for the profit an album commands.

The first gig at Middle Earth arrived in 1968,
Led Zeppelin wasn't just good; they were great.
Some may have thought it was a communication breakdown,
But in the end, they learned as smiles came from their frowns.

(c) July 9, 2026 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved
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