Putting aside the inevitable Coverdale/ Plant antagonisms, this album is really notable for Jimmy Page's most inspired guitar playing since the '70s. Riff-laden, imaginative stuff that for some reason he completely forgot or ignored on the Page/Plant "Walking into Clarksdale"-a bland, affair compared to this dose of "big-bollocked hard rock". It ain't LZ, but a reminder of Page's stature as a guitarist and producer when he cares to give a damn. Ten years gone, and I'm still waiting for Jimmy to swing the hammer again...with some new stuff!