We listen to the new album, part 5 =1
Courtesy of earMUSIC, The Highway Star is reviewing Deep Purple’s new album =1. As we are fast approaching the end of The Long Wait for its release on July 19, this segment looks at the album’s last two songs.
Deep Purple’s first studio album with new guitarist Simon McBride is one highly anticipated piece of music. For the first time in 30 years(!), the much coveted guitar position in Deep Purple has changed hands (literally), and while the new guy has already proved himself on tour for all to see, new studio material is what really counts.
Happily, the newfound energy witnessed onstage also permeates their new music. As such, the =1 album shines a proud and inimitable Purple beam that is also illuminating new musical corners in their 56 year career. Quite the feat.
We assess this music on the premise that Deep Purple is a band of elderly gentlemen who miraculously and luxuriously have not had to stop playing. And play they do. As if their lives depend on it, which of course suggests that music is their raison d’etre. Let’s be thankful for this.
After more than a month of listening, =1 stands tall as an incredibly strong-willed set of songs brimming with energy and imagination. There’s no going through the motions here from any of them. They sound so … inspired.
Which brings us nicely to the album’s final two songs – incidentally also two of the most accomplished and difficult to describe. Deep breath.
12 – I’ll Catch You – is a slow one, reflective and somber and quite different to everything else on the album. Bluesy but not an actual blues and with a very powerful performance from Ian Gillan over a gentle and supportive backing.
I guess that it’s to be expected
When I have to talk this way
When I have to speak in tongues
I want to say what can’t be saidI have to keep a straight face
When I’m breaking up inside
If you know who, knew what I thought
Then we’d both be crucifiedI dream about you every night
But you’re just beyond my reach
So now you never know my touch
And we shall never meetMother Nature’s keeping her socks on
Father Time is gonna be late
Ships at night are passing silently
And our love will have to waitMy bags are always ready
My keys are in the car
Anytime you want to jump
I’ll catch you in my armsSOLO
I’ll catch you in my arms
Anytime, Anytime, anytime you want to jump
I’ll catch you in my arms
Gillan’s voice and words show pain and longing. At a different time, he sang enthusiastically about breaking into her open heart. Now his open wounded raw delivery reveals a frailty that is both powerful and heartbreaking. As he shakes his listener, the tears are real. Deep breath.
13 – Bleeding Obvious – is the final song on =1. It has been in the live set for a while, so you may have spotted the YouTube clips. With an intense and unpredictable riff, we’re off to a very busy start, building up to the first verse.
The full-on verse gives way to a gentler chorus, then a left-field naughty chord deftly cleanses the palate before the next round.
For the solos section, the guitar and bass lift off from an Eastern viewpoint, ascending and accomplished. Then a new section arrives. Measured and masterful. Then a haunting staccato section all too brief takes us into a softer melodic and complete change of mood with slow, airy singing.
And then we head into yet another change again. An Eastern inspired theme takes us forward, powerful and mesmerising with guitar, Hammond and strings and a busy rhythm section adding energy to the beautiful execution. It’s skillful, competent, driving and driven.
The intro riff returns for a build-up to one final verse, then one more cleansing of the palate with that chord, a surprising ascending run and … the album’s over!
Bleeding Obvious concludes =1 with an intricate joyride of head spinning loops, twisting turns, steep drops and whirlwind bends. It’s brilliant. Seemingly effortless yet highly complex. Phew!
Adding up all the numbers, =1 is a fine, fresh, astute and convincing new album – and with the music still echoing around the brain, let’s celebrate the absence of superfluous covers with this lovely photo of Ian Gillan and producer Bob Ezrin at the recording sessions in Toronto. Congratulations.
All photos in this review series courtesy of earMUSIC.