"Rock and Roll" By The Full Metal Rackets
"Rock and Roll" | ||||||||
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Single by The Full Metal Rackets (Rock Aid Armenia) |
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Format | 7" single,12" | |||||||
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The final project in the original Rock Aid Armenia releases was a remake of the Led Zeppelin classic "Rock and Roll". Released in 1991, this featured Roger Daltrey from The Who on lead vocals, Steve Harris and Nicko McBrain from Iron Maiden on bass and drums and John McEnroe, Pat Cash and Andy Barnett on guitar.
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