
The fine folks at earMUSIC have kindly allowed pre-release access to Deep Purpleâs new album =1, so that we can tell you all about it here on The Highway Star. Starting now and continuing until the official release date July 19, Rasmus Heide will be reviewing the full album in two-track segments. As they say: Hit Subscribe Now.
1. Show Me. âUh! Come on, man! Donât be shyyy!â Is this Ian Gillan urging new guitarist Simon McBride to fully embrace his new role in Deep Purple? He might as well. Over a tightly knit non-riff riff(!), Gillan moans, then urges, and then weâre off â into the explosive opening song on =1.
And what a fresh new start this is! For the first time in almost 30 years (since 1996 to be precise) weâre offered new blood on the geetar in Deep Purple. This alone is something of an accomplishment. Now listen to the size of Simon McBrideâs Irish balls in this.
Show Me is a very effective opener â and unlike any openers youâve heard from Deep Purple before. Its hypnotizing opening guitar with keyboard effects both intrigues and attracts, then moves into the song proper. Ian Gillan is front and center, and the words arrive fast and steady in a staccato style delivery that could almost be described as Ianâs way of rapping. Yes, rapping. Just wait and hear it for yourself.
âYouâre on a hiding all for nothing, not going anywhere,â he sings. The verses are dark and menacing while the bridge clears the skies away to show us a happier face in excellent contrast.
Then thereâs the solo section. Oh yes, Don Airey and McBride embrace each other at the front, trading licks in classic Purple style, rounding off their bit with an intense ascending run, before Gillan returns with another chorus before weâre taken through a dramatic build-up to the songâs ending. No meagre fade out here!
What an opener. This band is playing off each other, and their energy is palpable and gorgeous.
2. A Bit On The Side opens with fast double bass drum pattern underpinning an intense but less staccato riffing. Letâs consider this a modern day cousin to Fireball. There, I said it.
Thereâs a ton of energy here â supporting Ian Gillanâs superb tale about Charlene, another femme fatale in his long list of conquests. âYouâve been getting bolder, now youâre leaning on the shoulder, I can guess how you want this to be.â
With great intent Gillan claims in the chorus, âI donât want no left or right, I want front and back â and a little bit on the siiide!â slowly trailing off the last word while Airey sweeps in with an effective Moog-style solo â until Ian Paiceâs drums break things up and a whooshing McBride guitar takes us up to the next verse. This is busy!
Then, after another verse and chorus, towards the end, McBride levels the playing field with an intense and speedy solo that both excells and cements his position with the band. This guyâs here to stay! Then itâs straight to the songâs breathless climax. Phew!
Repeated listens give more insight into the playful lyrics and the layers of intrumental excellence. There is a terrific abundance of energy, detail and entusiasm here, perfectly portraying the collective skills of a band that sound half their age yet play with a refined restraint rarely seen among youngsters.
An absolute pleasure!