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A lot to say, yet absolutely zilch to prove
Blues Rock Review reviews Splat! in absolutely glowing terms:
As AI inexcusably blitzes a forgettable culture of monotonous mediocrity, Deep Purple auspiciously land with a balls-to-the-wall Splat! to the good old days. This is what you call ‘musicality’ kids. If a band that spacetrucked and highway starred in the 70s can still produce songs this energetic and euphoric in their 70’s, there lies a greater hope that rock ‘n’ roll can keep sticking two fingers up to those vociferating for its obituary.
Rather ironically, this conceptual record explores the end of humanity. But not in the dire, terminal apocalyptic flaunt its oddly, onomatopoetic title suggests. Instead, it dissects the transformational finale of humanity, with frontman Ian Gillan envisioning it as a metaphor for our race metamorphosing into a metaphysical state, similar to butterflies.
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Clash review is more subdued, and it ranks the album 7/10:
This shouldn’t really be happening. Rock tends to be a young man’s game, but Deep Purple are – somehow – igniting competition with group’s almost a quarter of their age. With each member ranging between 78 to 80 years old, ‘SPLAT!’ – their preposterously titled 24th studio album – is a turbo-charged return, a heavy rock onslaught that touches on different facets of their lengthy career, while still breaking new ground.
Unauthorized copying, while sometimes necessary, is never as good as the real thing
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