That's the Way...according to Dad and Robert Plant

"That's the Way" from Led Zeppelin III has become Dad's favorite calming song for those more intimate Zo moments. It's not Rockabye baby Zeppelin either. It's the same Zeppelin that Dad swooned over when he purchased the LP at the local record store when he was 13 years old and super easily influenced. Dad had the "Zoso" logo penned onto the fabric of his pencil case long before he knew what the hell Zoso even was. A rock 'n roll emblazoned pencil case was de facto style at W.T. Laing Elementary School when little Zo's Dad was on the very edge of pubescence (Hey...Zoey...Zoso...hmmmm?).

I remember my brother, Brad, purchasing In Through The Out Door with it's brown paper bag jacket cover and the effort it took to scratch through it's labyrinthian layers of sleeve after sleeve before you finally struck pay dirt and "In the Evening" groaned out of the turntable. We wore that LP out without even the faintest idea of the genius we were ingesting. Now, twenty-something years distant with a child in my lap and so much broader of a world view I'm only now beginning to "get it," and wow...oh so wow. #$%& the Rockabye Baby version of this classic Zeppeliny goodness. Zo's getting the real deal from day 1...well, day 33.

This post doesn't have much to do with anything but any chance you get to roll around in some Zeppelin, unabashedly and without regret, should be embraced wholeheartedly and without hesitation. In the time it took to type this we've gotten as far as Bron-Y-Aur Stomp and Zo's out like a light. With any luck, and all the right influences, Zo will be scratching Zoso into the hard plastic of her compass set just like Dad did. Let's just hope she's paying more attention to her math teacher than Dad was.