
Thanks to earMUSIC, The Highway Star is reviewing Deep Purpleās new album =1 to be released on July 19. This is the penultimate segment.
Having lived with =1 for just over a month now, the initial trepidation has evaporated. All doubts have been replaced by a feeling of energetic elation and warm reassurance that allās truly good and well in the McBrideād Purple camp.
Thereās a lot going on on this album. Youāre constantly turning your head to little musical detours on the instruments and ingenious details in the compositions, which make for very entertaining listening.
Even allowing for a natural curve of ups and downs along the album, the general standard is incredibly high, and several personal favourites already threaten to turn into future classics.
But letās move on to the individual songs.
9 ā Lazy Sod ā kicks off in an upbeat manner, Gillan proclaims he canāt get his ass out of bed while the worldās on fire, and thereās a groovy shuffle underneath it all cooked up by a band that genuinely gels and feeds off one other.
Throughout the song ā which appeared suddenly as a surprise third preview single ā everything is coming together in that wonderful fashion displayed only by bands who actually play together in the same room ā as the photos from the Toronto recording sessions last Spring confirm. The vibe was real and it permeates the album.
āThe oceans are rising, I canāt do a thing about it.ā

10 ā Now Youāre Talkinā – McBride leads us into an uptempo rocker with healthy amounts of lyrical innuendo over an intense riff. The feel and atmosphere reminds me of other busy-busy Purple tunes without becoming predictable, and it’s all good.
āWhatever does you good, lifts your skirt, gets you done, unbuttons your shirt, get the fuck out …ā
Gillan spits out a bossy delivery on the verses, and the orchestration changes on the chorus, lifting, adding new colours along a busy winding road of elegantly played intricacies.
As we head into an exciting solo section, McBride turns in a fantastic sweaty old school rockānāroll guitar solo ā before Airey takes over with an Eastern tinged synth solo and ā again ā a lot going on!
The guitar theme takes us into an exciting ascending and loosely ājammedā end section. Listen to the simple genius of Gloverās bass intensify from quarter to eights notes. Everything threatens to lift off into the skies ā but is suddenly inexplicably overtaken by the albumās first (and frustrating) fade out. Great track!

11 ā No Money to Burn ā is another swaggering riff based rocker with surprising accents and punctuations and a tasty groove. Thereās no shortage of ideas here, and itās yet another highly entertaining listen.
āI hear a blackbird sing, I feel a scorpion sting.ā
Middle section goes off into new directions ā again ā before a guitar solo of long notes, taking their time beautifully followed by a gorgeous, swirling Moog solo to brighten your day.
A minor gripe throughout (which might be rectified in the final product ā been listening to a thin streaming signal here), is Ian Paiceās tom-tom sound. Itās boomy and unrefined and not exactly a tight fit with the rest of the otherwise very well balanced sound of a band striding along.
With its increased intensity, this one could also become huge favourite.
Next segment we’ll be looking at the last two songs on =1, and itās safe to say, theyāve not kept the boring songs for last. Listen up!
Read also: Part Three, Part Two, Part One.