It’s 1975, I’m 13 years old, and I am just starting to figure out what it is I like musically. Chicago is going crazy because rock supergroup Led Zeppelin is coming to town.

“Stairway To Heaven,” the group’s unofficial signature song, is everywhere. I am breaking all kinds of air-guitar records and belting out lyrics at sold-out performances in front of my bedroom mirror. I had it down, note for note. Yes, I was a guitar hero in front of my throngs of fans. OK, it was in front of my younger sister and brother, but still ... they were captivated, and I rocked.

Fast forward 38 years later. I’m in the music business living a dream, producing concerts with some of my early heroes. The music of Led Zeppelin is as popular as it ever was, named on every list from Rolling Stone magazine and beyond as the all-time best. And at our Arcada Theatre in St. Charles, rock ’n‘ roll royalty came, and conquered.