In a dramatic Phantom of the Opera-style entrance, legendary bassist John Paul Jones emerged from beneath the stage, commanding a pipe organ with a powerful rendition of “Your Time Is Gonna Come.” The magic didn’t stop there—Jones took fans on an unforgettable journey through Led Zeppelin’s catalog, seamlessly transitioning between instruments. He played “No Quarter” on piano, delivered a haunting lap steel guitar version of “When the Levee Breaks,” poured his soul into “Since I’ve Been Loving You” on piano, and brought out the mandolin for a beautiful take on “Going to California.”

This masterful display of musicianship reminded everyone why Jones is still one of rock’s most revered figures. Fans were left in awe, soaking in a rare musical experience from the Rock & Roll Hall of Famer.

Jones is set to perform again at the festival, collaborating with Finnish cellist Anssi Karttunen and former Sonic Youth guitarist Thurston Moore. His last full concert was in 2019 with his project Sons of Chipotle, but he made memorable appearances in 2022, reviving Them Crooked Vultures alongside Dave Grohl and Josh Homme for Taylor Hawkins tribute shows.

Big Ears Festival witnessed a legend at work, proving once more that John Paul Jones remains an unstoppable force in the world of rock and roll.

0 Shares:
Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

You May Also Like
Read More

“Time Tried to Catch Him. Bruce Outran It.” At 74, Bruce Springsteen didn’t just perform—he erupted. Drenched in sweat, guitar blazing, he tore through Croke Park like a man possessed, roaring through “The River” and “Rainy Night in Soho” with the hunger of a 25-year-old chasing a dream. The crowd wasn’t just watching a concert—they were witnessing a revolt against age, silence, and gravity. While others grow quiet with time, Bruce only grew louder, fiercer, more alive. Every note he struck felt like defiance. Every word he sang felt like a sermon from a prophet of rock. As the stadium shook and the legends wept, one truth echoed: this wasn’t a farewell. It was a warning—Bruce Springsteen is not done. He’s not aging. He’s ascending. And for three thunderous hours, he reminded the world what it means to burn.

The Night Bruce Springsteen Outran Time: A Rock Resurrection at Croke Park It was supposed to be just…