Born in the highlands of Scotland, Red Zeppelin's life took on the extreme of what is and what should never be. Her tangerine colored hair and her d'yer mak'er ways as a youth brought her to yearning for a change of pace. And so, she decided to ramble on. Her travels led her over the hills and far away, through the misty mountains, down by the seaside, over the ocean. Ten years gone she still was dazed and confused as to what clear path was going to lead her. It was then that a great battle started to the north. Where gypsies and commoners fought for freedom against the ruling class. After this 'Battle of Evermore', this back country woman emerged unscathed and unbeaten by the great Moby Dick. She wrangled this King and the remaining prisoners of war down to the gallows pole, where tortuous screams still haunt the woods near by. It was through these echoes that trickled down the mountain that a pack of rival women heard her immigrant song. With a whole lotta love this rover along with her four sticks of bludgeoned past were accepted into this gang. She still thrives here today amongst these fury-ous women. You ask, "In what right will she walk the stairway to heaven?" It is rumored that she once stated to a victim, "In my time of dying, as the bombs go off and the night sky is ablaze, know that my song remains the same: Lyin', cheatin', hurtin', that's all I will ever do." ROLL OUT!