When the album was released last November, I had the lucky task of planning a trip to London to see the Led Zeppelin reunion at the O2. As a Zeppelin fan, I have followed Robert Plant's career quite closely, so I am used to him exploring different area of sound and music. I thought to myself, this could wait until I get back. After the show, the Zeppelin members were on the interview circuit and Plant introduced his new album several times, complete with video clips. "Gone, Gone, Gone" started to grow on me and I became curious and anticipated, as with other Plant projects, it was a unique piece of work. I mentioned it to a colleague who is a genuine bluegrass fan. He told me he didn't like it, because it wasn't bluegrass enough. I listened to the song more closely and although I don't know bluegrass at all, I understood what he meant, and as a Zeppelin/Plant fan, was secretly pleased. Plant is the like the scorpion in the fable of inherent character. He just can't help himself to be who he is. Even with the intricately timed harmony of he and Krauss and his wish to discipline himself with this new genre, he is still Robert Plant. His wails and moans are there, they are just subdued, and occasionally, a good one slips out, and we smile, because we know there is more under the surface.