Import only highlights collection compiled from the box-set originally released in 1992 but without the interview disc and at a much better price. Because of so many differing opinions, it's hard to pick a definitive Zep studio album because, ...
::: excelent ... but moby dick has to be there Submitted by marquitus2004 (Buenos Aires , Argentina) Was This Review Helpful? YesNo
Not a bad track to be found Okay, it doesn't have everything. It is easier than taking my box set with me in the car! The price is more than fair for an import. A brilliant mix-Led Zep cd set for the initiated and a great intro for the new fans that come around all of the time. Submitted by greg (Wildomar, CA, USA) Was This Review Helpful? YesNo
$10.15 SPACE CITY ROCK REVIEW (http://www.spacecityrock.com/reviews/rev-1008.shtml)In a weird way, I wouldn't be here without Sprawl. No, I'm not going to spin some sappy-yet-strange story about being conceived while my parents listened to The Man With The Yellow Hat -- I'm nowhere near that young, and sadly, my parents are nowhere near that cool -- but seriously, I wouldn't be living in this city if it weren't for this one particular band.See, back when I was a Hill Country-dwelling high school kid, my mom dragged my lazy ass down to this little college in Houston. It was (and is) a beautiful campus, with tons of trees and stately-looking buildings, but I was more intrigued by how carefree and strange all the people we saw hanging around seemed to be ("strange" in comparison to the denizens of a mid-sized Army base town in Texas, mind you). I remember laughing out loud as we watched an official-looking guy in a suit lead a crew of prim-and-proper elderly folks through the entrance to the main Quad of the place, just as a trio of guys yelled "Fore!" and started whacking tennis balls from one side of the "U"-shaped area to the other. Kids were crashed out on the grass seemingly at random, just hanging out or with their noses buried in books.What made the biggest impression, though, was the yearbook in the Admissions Office. While we sat and waited to talk to the Admissions person we were there to see (about whom I remember zero, sorry), I picked up the previous year's yearbook and flipped through it. Right in the center was a big section devoted to what sure looked like a band, one apparently made up mostly of students. And they looked like a big deal; all the pictures I remember were live shots, either of the guys in the band all sweaty and crazy and smiling ...