ChrisB is known for his sultry bass music, matching cool (think jazz, not "rad" or "neat"), low-end harmonies with pinpoint percussion and evocative vox. So when his pops suggested he take a crack at one of the most recognizable rock suites of all time, replete with arpeggiated wonderment and drippy, minor chords, ChrisB rose to the challenge. He lets the band and their technical finesse rule the track, but takes the wide open spaces left by Bonham--almost like it was on purpose--and adds that signature stutter. When Robert Plant raises up, ready to attack the chorus, so does ol' Chris, splattering glitches throughout the climax, crunking that bad boy into a million pieces and reassembling it. Perhaps this will be a recurring trend in a future album, or at least EP. Our inner teen loves it.