Led Zeppelin “III” (1970)

This album now stands at the crossroads of a multigenerational comeback—you can hear its influence everywhere, from modern action movie soundtracks to new artists channeling that unmistakable Led Zeppelin energy.

For me, this record isn’t the birth of hard rock or heavy metal, not speaking of hardcore or Emo, as people often claim. It’s the UK’s continuation of the psychedelic rock movement that started in the US with Jimi Hendrix and The Doors. Led Zeppelin always felt more blues than rock—joyful, vibrant, never dark. Just listen to this album: the first half is rock, while the second is very folk & blues.

I own this 70s vinyl thanks to a dear uncle who recently passed away—one more generation passing it down. We used to laugh about each other’s taste: his strange bands like Led Zeppelin with their flashy guitar solos, which we hated in the ‘80s (Joy Division, The Smiths) and the ‘90s (Ride, My Bloody Valentine, Slowdive). But over time, we made peace. It’s hard to ignore the weight and quality of a band like Led Zeppelin.

Not much out there today matches that level. Led Zeppelin is eternal.