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Stairway To Heaven

Stairway To Heaven [Kindle Edition]

Richard Cole
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“A candid and lurid memoir.” (Detroit Free Press)

“Dishes up the real dirt as only an insider’s report can.” (Kirkus Reviews)

“Many an explicit anecdote in these pages.” (Publishers Weekly)

“[E]ven though I know all the dirt, I couldn’t put my copy down.” (Lisa Robinson, New York Post)


The most powerful, popular and enduring rock band of all time, the excitement of Led Zeppelin's music was matched only by the fever pitch of their off-stage antics. In hotel rooms and stadiums, in a customized private Boeing 707 jet and country estates, tour manager Richard Cole saw it all - and here tells it all in this close-up, down-and-dirty, no-holds-barred account. This revised edition brings readers up to date on the lives and careers of the band members, whose wild excesses, bizarre lifestyles and ground-breaking music are now the stuff of legend.


  • Format: Kindle Edition
  • Seitenzahl der Print-Ausgabe: 384 Seiten
  • Verlag: Simon & Schuster UK (25. September 2014)
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  • Sprache: Englisch
  • ASIN: B00J69Y3R2
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3.0 von 5 Sternen Too much of a good thing 24. Dezember 1997
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This book is interesting for a while, but I started to tire of reading it 3/4 of the way through, just like the band got tired of playing.
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2.0 von 5 Sternen Something smells here 17. Februar 2006
Von William J. Eichelberger - Veröffentlicht auf
Another beach read, I picked this one up because I had left the book I had planned to take at home, and pickings were slim on the island where we stayed. In retrospect, I feel pretty bad about lining Richard Cole's pockets, but at the time it seemed like an entertaining enough subject. Within a few pages I had it pegged for what it was; a cash grab by someone who had pissed away the fortune that they'd made in their glory days. While I'd recommend "Hammer Of The Gods" for those interested in the Zeppelin story, I'd have to say this one should be avoided.
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3.0 von 5 Sternen Nasty, brutish, and therefore probably true 30. Mai 2001
Von Laon - Veröffentlicht auf
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I very quickly came to the conclusion, reading this book, that I didn't like Richard Cole at all. Nor did I like the members of Led Zeppelin, with the possible exception of John Paul Jones, for having the sense to stay clear of the rest of the band between gigs.
But this is an interesting book about what stardom can do to people. I'm not expressing any sympathy, here; the Roger Waters/Billy Corgan school of "life's awful for rich and famous rock stars" whining is beneath contempt, basically. If they have a problem with being rich and famous, they can cure beng rich with a five-minute phone call to any charity, while fame takes, oh, six months to cure. By "what stardom can do to people" I am talking about turning people who are initially no worse than most of us into brutalised, narcissistic morons, too drugged and too stupid to know how ugly they are becoming.
Cole's book is from the inside of that culture in every sense; he actually expects us to laugh along with the band and their hangers-on, when "losers" get beaten up, when people who aren't rich have their property smashed and Bonzo laughs at the promise to pay for the damage, making it clear that the payment won't happen.
The treatment of young women is one of the least of the band's appallingnesses; mostly groupies got more or less the experience they came for, and where there is informed consent there is no abuse. This goes even for Page's interest in underage girls and whips, usually the focus of most moral condemnation of this band; but Page emerges as a relatively gentle soul, and at least one of the girls as a rather stronger personality than him.
On the other hand, Cole expects us to share his amusement about kidnapping a group of underage girls and flying them interstate without their consent, or their parents' knowledge or consent, leaving them to find their own ways home. The point was to have a joke on Plant. Cole warned the girls not to talk to Plant, and then watched Plant fail to seduce the terrified girls, and wonder what had happened to his charms. (Plant didn't wonder long; in no time he'd concluded they were all lesbians.) What a laugh, Cole expects us to think: but this is creepy, skin-crawling stuff.
But it's still a compelling book. The waste of Led Zeppelin's astonishing talent was a tragedy. Sure, the talent that produced the first five albums, bits of _Physical Graffiti_ and most of _In Through the Out Door_ was not entirely wasted; that's a respectable body of work that is still exciting to hear 30-odd years later. But the potential that was thrown away in smack, booze and ego-driven excess is far greater than the achievements. Anyone who was wondering how come _Presence_ and much of _Physical Graffiti_ is so uninspired, and how come such a bountiful well ran dry so fast, need only read this book.
It is, of course, abysmally badly written, but that's part of its authenticity, if you like.
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2.0 von 5 Sternen The Parasite from a Roman Comedy Writes a Book 9. September 2004
Von N. B. Sandridge - Veröffentlicht auf
What you must first know before reading this book is that it is written from a very limited perspective, something that the author himself, who practically considers himself the Led Zeppelin version of the fifth Beatle, rarely admits. Richard Cole knew Led Zeppelin for 12 years as their road manager. From the accounts of the book, he spent much more time observing/fostering their boyish antics than actually conversing with them intimately. The quotations he gives are highly dubious at best; many of them are second-hand hearsay. It is highly unlikely that he could remember much of what was actually said twenty-something years before the book was written since he spent most of the time with them either high or drunk. The dialogue has the flavor of trite situational comedy. On top of this, Richard Cole provides very (very) little insight into Led Zeppelin's music, or music at all, for that matter. Either he did not to care to talk with them about the thoughts and experiences behind their music, or he just thought one more anecdote about John Bonham throwing something out a hotel window or defecating on/in something was too juicy to pass up. One gets the impression that Bonham may have been the only member of Led Zeppelin to talk with Cole at length about anything. The others don't really seem to know that he existed as anything more than the guy who counted their money and was high or drunk all the time, even though he suspiciously plays a central role in all of his stories about them.

All of that said, if you'd like to read dozens of accounts of how Led Zeppelin lived a life as decadent as a Caligula or a Nero, then perhaps you could do no better than hearing from their number one parasite, who shared in all of their dinner tables, women, and alcohol, and in the end exaggerated his importance to the group in much the same way that a slave or a parasite from Roman Comedy does. Richard Cole helped Led Zeppelin out of many a tight jam, but his attempts to get behind their their music or their personnae, even John Bonham's (with whom he was closest) are a failure. In the end you know nothing more about the members of Led Zeppelin than these generalities: Plant (somewhat haughty, tempermental, and doesn't like going second with a fellatrix), Page (an insecure perfectionist fascinated with the occult), Jones (quiet, not indulgent in excess), Bonham (liked to vandalize things and offend people for no reason). None of this is a revelation.
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1.0 von 5 Sternen An Embarrassment For Everyone Involved 17. September 2002
Von doomsdayer520 - Veröffentlicht auf
There is little reason for this book to exist except for Richard Cole to make money. Sure he was Led Zeppelin's trusty road manager for many years, but this is little justification for him to spend the next several decades rehashing the band's sordid past for his own gain. He did this previously by being the key contributor to Stephen Davis' inferior Zep biography "Hammer of the Gods." Cole should be grateful to Zep for employing him for so many years, and should value their friendship enough to let the past stay in the past. The surviving members of the band are now mature older men, and while they surely have fond memories of their glory days, they probably know it's time to lead respectable middle-aged lives. Why can't Cole do the same? The guy is pushing sixty. Should he still be going on and on about his wild days with his crazy pals three decades ago?
Yes, Zep was the wildest party band ever. Yes they consumed gigantic amounts of illicit substances. Yes they trashed hotel rooms. Yes they degraded women. Yawn. This is all common knowledge. The amount of time Zep was on tour was probably less than 25% of their overall working time as a band. The time they spent writing and recording their incredible music was much greater, and that's what matters now. Their music is timeless and is their true legacy, while their touring exploits are vaguely funny stories at best. Granted, Cole shows some empathy in his treatment of John Bonham's exploits, gaining some insight into the inner weaknesses that drove the drummer to an early grave. On the other hand, his treatment of John Paul Jones is sheer vindictiveness, trying to cut Jones' image as the levelheaded member of the band down to size. Cole's coverage of Page and Plant is merely elaboration on what is already known, purely for profit.
Do not buy this book. If you do, you're encouraging Cole to make more money by living in the distant past, using his fortunate connection with famous people for his own gain. In this book Cole has embarrassed himself by stabbing his old friends in the back for some easy money. He has embarrassed the reader by assuming that this sordid material is useful or funny to the faithful Zep fan. Worst of all, he has embarrassed Led Zeppelin. Fortunately, the music will remain long after this useless book is forgotten.
P.S. The use of Led Zeppelin's most famous and brilliant song for the title of this atrocious book is a travesty.
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1.0 von 5 Sternen Total Pandering To The Druggie Demographic 5. Dezember 2005
Von Charlie Macchia - Veröffentlicht auf
All you need to know about this book -> "Led Zeppelin did this gig, and holy-crap did they get STONED, they drank this much booze, did this much dope, oh-boy ... then they did this gig, Bonzo drank THIS much booze and did this crazy-crap: yeah, he showed 'em who's boss, heh-heh. Then they did this gig, and man-oh-man did they close down the bar after the show, Jimmy guzzled this much J.D. ".

Rife with total adolecent machismo; completely devoid of any real information worth trusting ... I'm sure half of the stuff is either completely made up, or embellished to hold the interest of your average adolescent yob while trying to look tough having one of his parents stolen cigarettes.

Guys, this band didn't happen by accident, there's 4 bloody genius' in the group! I'm sure there's a real interesting story there - extreme non-liquid refreshments aside - but I've yet to find anything that speaks to it, and my god, this book certainly ain't it!
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