It Might Get Loud (2008)

Taking a quick break from cars. We’re late to the party, but we finally got around to seeing It Might Get Loud, featuring three guitarists we admire, and whose bands’ music we enjoy and (at various parts of our childhood and young adulthood) we grew up with. Ostensibly, they share little in common with one another – generationally (Page reminisces about Skiffle, the Edge about the Jam), geographically, philosophically, stylistically – but as with just about all rock music, you spot the common threads that bind them (however seemingly tenuous or not immediately apparent) and allow you to draw a line (if not exactly on a continuum) from one person to the other— even with someone like White, who in many ways is the antithesis of some of Zep’s and U2’s worst stadium rock tendencies and (in the case of the Edge) painstaking studio perfectionism (that White’s musical heroes include Son House and the Flat Duo Jets should tell you everything you need to know).

Highlights? Page’s unbridled enthusiasm as he walks the filmmaker through Link Wray’s “Rumble,” a song that arguably made an impression on rock history as indelible as any other that came before it or after. White and the Edge clearly impressed by the explosive opening riffs of “Whole Lotta Love” as it’s being played in front of their very eyes by Page. The three of them sliding to “In My Time of Dying.”

Recommended, if you’re into this sort of thing.

~ by velofinds on August 1, 2010.