Deep Purple; The Royal Philharmonic Orchestra conducted by Malcolm Arnold
Harvest SHVL 767, 1970
Issued in US as Tetragrammaton T-131, then Warner Bros. WS 1860, 1970
Reissued with extra material as EMI CDP 7 94886-2, 1991

Sooner or later, classical training will out. Jon Lord, who studied classical piano as a schoolboy, apparently started thinking about fusing rock and classical styles during the middle Sixties, and indeed his band of the period — incarnated as the Artwoods and metamorphosed into St. Valentine's Day Massacre — did at one time plan to perform with an orchestra in Germany, but the band was already disintegrating and nothing ever came of it. Lord didn't let go of the idea, though, and he continued to work up rock/orchestral snippets after the formation, breakup, and reformation of Deep Purple, to the presumed despair of Purple manager Tony Edwards, who finally decided to force Lord to put up or shut up. It was April 1969; Edwards had booked the Royal Albert Hall for the debut of Lord's symphony, or concerto, or whatever, on the 24th of September, and it had better be ready.

LP sleeveMalcolm Arnold became involved in the project after friend Ben Nisbet, whose publishing firm handled Deep Purple, showed him early pages from Lord's score. By all accounts he was enthusiastic about the work. Not so the RPO, which reckoned itself too good for this sort of pop stuff. Arnold informed them in standard autocratic-conductor style that this was music, dammit, and there were no more outbursts.

And Sir Malcolm, as it turned out, was right. Lord's first movement, moderato becoming allegro moderato, begins in a pastoral mode with a clarinet melody, followed by a five-note motif, variations on these themes, and finally, about seven minutes in, the band bashes its way into the proceedings: guitarist Ritchie Blackmore picks up the original clarinet tune, and the band settles into a groove. For the balance of the movement, it's Dueling Musical Forces all the way, and by the time the second movement, andante, begins, you get the feeling that the inevitable friction between band and orchestra has been duly dissipated. Two themes dominate this movement, one on cor anglais, a stronger one on flutes, and neither group or orchestra attempts to seize the upper hand; it's a fully-collaborative effort. Ian Gillan even gets to sing here, and legend has it he made up a lot of the words at the last minute.

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