Paper Monitor
11:35 UK time, Tuesday, 11 December 2007
A service highlighting the riches of the daily press.
Since when did the world and his wife fall in love with heavy metal? First Ozzy Osbourne becomes a sort of eccentric nation's uncle, with the sofa-side affability of Michael Palin, now, all of a sudden, Led Zeppelin's comeback is greeted with the sort of mass-market coverage accorded to last week's Spice Girl's reunion.
Zep purists will probably leap in here to point out their boys were never heavy metal as such, but that's just power-chord semantics.
Bundle together flouncy hair, heavily distorted guitar solos, lyrics about goblins and Hobbity happenings and a generous dose of occultist dabbling and what have you got? Heavy metal.
It's the sort of thing that used to excite adolescent boys who couldn't see the glaring fashion faux pas inherent in teaming tight black jeans with white trainers.
But now, it seems, all the world's a Led Zep fan, Fleet Street editors, supermodels and consumer journalists of the motoring ilk included. The Metro pictures Kate Moss at last night's comeback concert and gives over page three to its report, complete with typographical pun… "A Whole Lotta £ove". Get it?
In the Times, Miss Moss is accompanied by Naomi Campbell. While the Mirror and Sun tell us that Jodie Kidd, Richard Hammond and Jeremy Clarkson also showed up.
Back in the day, could you imagine Marie Helvin, Twiggy and, er, Michael Rodd, on the Black Sabbath guest list?
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