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Jimmy Page
THE ROLLING STONE INTERVIEW
Led Zeppelin's leader looks back on his band's epic ride and sudden, tragic demise - and the shadow it has cast on his life ever since.
By David Fricke
Jimmy Page stands, calm and smiling, on the pavement outside his management office in London. The Led Zeppelin guitarist is taking a fresh-airbreak from the most extensive interview he has ever given to ROLLING STONE – more than eight hours over two days. Page is also reflecting on a question that comes up a lot in the conversation: how he looks back at the havoc and excess– the drugs, drinking, hotel trashing and sometimesworse – for which Led Zeppelin were notorious in the seventies.“
Pompi
Sharpens Iron with Iron on Africa's Hip-Hop Tour of America
By Daniel J. Gerstle
Pompi, the Zambian Hip-Hop performer known for his gospel-inspired lyrics, beaming smile, and bowtie, takes the stage for the first time in Washington, D.C., offering a lyrical poem about being mistaken for a criminal: “His foot to my face almost broke my jaw,” Pompi recited, recalling the streets of his home town, Lusaka. “On the way to the gates, heard a feminine call / Saying‘ No, he ain’t the dude, you all fools are confused / The one who tried to rape me is the one you let loose!’” Pompi, 28, born Chaka Nyathando in Lusaka and who sometimes calls himself “The African Eagle”, absorbs the reactions around Washington’s Busboys and Poets lounge theatre as he spins the tale.
Trevor Noah
THE ROLLING STONE INTERVIEW
Admit it. If you’d known that all you needed to rid yourself of pre-Mangaung fatigue back in November was to hit the De Villiers Graaff Motorway, turn right into Northern Park Way, park your ride and slip past the familiar, oddly accusatory glare of the Springbok bursting from the fountain that welcomes you to Gold Reef City Casino, you’d have come running.
By Diane Coetzer
Photography by Gavin Kleinschmidt
Through the doors and past a pair of faux gold elephants that might have had the local ANC in an apoplexy had this been KZN, the scene resembled a casting session for the film we were sure we were all starring in, back in ’94, The Rainbow Nation, inspired by Nelson Mandela
Rolling Stone Issue 14
Janis Joplin
October 29, 1970
“Superstars fade, but culture heroines die hard”. When she overdosed in her hotel room on October 4th, 1970, rock ’n’ roll lost an icon. Her gravelly rasp over the psychedelic blues of Big Brother and the Holding Company, and the rough hewn country-soul of her later solo albums represented an entirely different approach for female vocalists: wild an uninhibited yet still focussed and deliberate.
By Ralph J. Gleason
Hollywood - When Janis Joplin failed to show up at Sunset Sound Studios by 6pm, Paul Rothchild, her producer, gave in to the strange “flashing” he had been feeling all day and sent John Cooke, a road manager for the Full Tilt Boogie Band, over to the Landmark Motor Hotel to see why she wasn’t answering her phone.