Absolutely the Last Thing I'll Ever Write About the Led Zeppelin, Unless Somebody Offers Me a Few Bucks
In the spring of 1969, something called Scenic Sounds began promoting rock shows at one of the unlikeliest venues in Greater Los Angeles, a drafty barn-like affair in Pasadena heretofore known solely as where huge floral floats are prepared for the annual New Year’s Day morning Rose Parade. For their first shows in May, Scenic Sounds booked as headliner…
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