In the meantime I recommend Hammer of the Gods for a good lazy summer read. The band hates it and it's got a lot of hearsay, but it's so goddamned decadent and entertaining.

Would that Zep decides to do one of those oral histories like the Beatles and the Stones did . . . that'd be a good tie-in with the tour this autumn (cross your fingers, knock wood, do a little fake Crowleyan magick), dontcha think?