When I was younger, I was trying to listen to the radio. I was changing the radio channels relentlessly, attempting to find something, anything, worth listening. All I had at the time was a small clock radio, and the sound emerging from it had no bass. Nothing sounded good, and I was frustrated. I had wanted something to listen to music to, and upon getting my wish, I could not help but feel disappointed. I was disappointed, until I happened upon what was considered a classic rock station, and Led Zeppelin was playing.



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This song, D’yer Maker, was on. With the first notes playing from the tiny speakers, my hand frozen upon the tuning knob, I felt something deep inside. Rock music, the first time I had really heard it. My parents listened to purely classical, and being in the 80’s all that seemed to play were the pop hits. Not that I did not like those tunes, many of them were catchy, but something about the melody now playing from the speakers, the sound of the lead singer’s voice, reached deep inside me and awakened something I did not know existed. It was a simple song, not much to the lyrics, but such longing! Closing my eyes, I let the sounds wash over me, and I started swaying to the music. Never before had a song touched me so.

When I was older, it became my theme song. Every lost relationship, lost love of mine, I cried out to with this song. Simple words, but they spoke of the feelings I felt. I played this song over and over until the cassette I had taped it on wore out, and I played it repeatedly when I bought the CD not long after, saving my money from the odd babysitting jobs.

Years have passed, and while I never forgot the song, I have not listened to it in years. Since that time there have been many songs which have touched me. It was my first love, and while my CD has grown covered in dust, it holds a place in my heart. On the way home today, a friend of mine driving, we were searching the radio for a song. Station after station we surfed, until suddenly the first notes of D’yer Maker started playing. My eyes widening, I pushed his hand away from the controls and returned it to the station, for he had already passed it over. This song, my first ‘rock’ song, I had once again stumbled upon after so many years, and in much the same way as the first time.

I leaned back in my seat, closed my eyes, and let the song surround me. Remembering my past, and thinking of the future, I sang softly to the words as I was driven home.

D'yer Maker
Oh oh oh oh oh oh, You don't have to go oh oh oh oh oh
You don't have to go oh oh oh oh oh, you don't have to go.
Ay ay ay ay ay ay, All those tears I cry ay ay ay ay ay
All those tears I cry oh oh oh oh ay, Baby please don't go.
When I read the letter you wrote me, it made me mad mad mad
When I read the words that it told me,
It made me sad sad sad, But I still love you so
I can't let you go, I love you- ooh baby I love you.
Oh oh oh oh oh oh, Every breath I take oh oh oh oh oh
Every move I make hey hey, Baby please don't go.
Ay ay ay ay ay ay, You hurt me to my soul oh oh oh oh,
You hurt me to my soul oh oh oh oh,
Darling please don't go.
When I read the letter you sent me, it made me mad mad mad
When I read the news that it brought me,
It made me sad sad sad, But I still love you so
I can't let you go, I love you- ooh baby I love you.
Oh oh oh oh oh oh, You don't have to go oh oh oh oh oh
You don't have to go oh oh oh oh oh
Oh baby, ba-bee bee please please please
ah ah ah ah ah baby ah ah I really love you baby
oo oo oo oo oo darlin' oooohhhh oh
Oh baby I still love you so,
Oh baby I still love you so ohohoh, ooo, oh oh oh oh oh yeah
(Why?) ah ah oh ah ah ah oooohhh
(Why?) ah ah ah ah ah, oooooooooooooo
(Why?) Ohhh baby....
