John Paul Jones

The calm soul of "my" boys. Very young and considered one of the most gifted session men around, he takes a moment's break to compose at home; his wife soon can't stand it any longer and says to him, "Why don't you join a band? I read that Page is looking for musicians for a group." "Jimmy, if you need a bassist, keep me in mind." "Sure, I'm going to check out a singer and also a drummer, I hope... if everything goes well, we should be good." During their first rehearsal in August 1968 in half a studio/basement, they tried "Train Kept A Rollin" and the sensations were devastating and demonic. The legend was born. And he will play everything; the chemistry with Bonzo will be technically exhilarating, while the relationship with the other three, more excitable members, will sometimes be difficult. But his love for the group is visceral. He talks little, he's less boisterous, but you can count on him with your eyes closed. Only a couple of journalists, guilty of writing nonsense about "his" band, would see him angry. He was very hurt when Page and Plant didn't call him along for their subsequent project (I've read about twenty books and still haven't figured out why). And when he couldn't take it anymore, "Daddy Peter" would come to comfort him. An incredible musician! "No Quarter" is in my heart, dear Jonesy!