This is a throw back to my old clubbing days in venues so small you had to squeeze past the lead singer in order to get to the bathroom. Although I’ve seen many male-oriented bands (my favorite remains to be Rhinocervs), I would usually make a special point of putting down my beer whenever a girl group comes up. It seemed like they just make more of an effort in terms of presentation.


And I’ll tell you this: No one can rock “The Immigrant Song” like those fabulous gals in Lez Zeppelin.