Robert Plant with Aussie feminist icon Germaine Greer. She said she wore a Missoni dress that day.
Germaine wrote about her experiences with Zeppelin in 2007, starting with their concert at the Royal Albert Hall 1970. You need to read the whole thing, but here are some excerpts:
Far from being in the wings or backstage, I was miles away on the very top rung of the Albert Hall, where the backstage staff used to come to catch some of the gig in between chores. So how I got there I’m blest if I can remember, but I shall never forget what I witnessed.
The Albert Hall acoustic is peculiar: the sound came up to me with a force that pummelled me breathless. No other band ever managed to make a sound like that. It was certainly loud, but it was also driving, pushing along with incredible energy.
Up there above the heaving crowd, I couldn’t believe the transcendental noise I was hearing. …
The result was power. All rock and roll bands were after power, but most of them were too disorganised to arrive at it. Led Zeppelin used discipline and concentration to become the Wagner of rock and roll.
For 10 years, rock and roll had been working towards something that would combine the extraordinary capacities of electronic instruments with the anarchic energy of youth, and there in the Albert Hall on January 9, 1970, I found it. The spring god Dionysus had arisen and was shaking his streaming red-gold mane on stage.
In 1972, when Led Zeppelin toured Australia, I was in Sydney and, having time on my hands, decided to gatecrash a reception at the Sebel Townhouse and say hi to the biggest band in the world. And I found that they were big, physically, not boys but men.
Jimmy asked me if I would be going to their concert. To tease him, I said his wasn’t my kind of music, “too commercial”. And bless me if he didn’t question me closely, as I gulped his champagne, for all the world as if he cared what I thought.
This was more than I had bargained for, and I eventually had to confess that I understood only too well why, after years of contributing the best bits to bestselling albums, he had decided to get out there and show them how it was done.
The band were to discover over the years that theirs was a pact made with the devil, but, in 1972, as four British lads on the razzle in Sydney, their frolicking was more innocent than debauched.
Plus a brief video clip where she points out that not only was wearing Missoni when she met Led Zeppelin, she was the first to wear Missoni!