2Пяташов:
сорри за длинную цитату на английском.
Дэвид Ковердэйл в своих воспоминаниях о начале карьеры в ДП и репетициях в Клируэлл:
The next move was to relocate to Clearwell Castle in Gloucestershire... on the border of the beautiful Forest of Dean... where we were to introduce the new songs to the rest of the band... start rehearsals and explore the ideas with everyone's input...
We set up in the crypt of the castle... (cue the spooky music)... or, at least the skeleton Purple crew set everything up... the adorable Baz Marshall, the unforgettable Magnet, and Ritchie's guitar tech, the loveable and much missed Ron Quinton... and a guy named Colin Hart, with whom I was to have an unfortunate 'run-in' with pretty much immediately... and which led to his rather speedy departure...
Jon Lord was a few days late in coming down to the castle... but, had called Ritchie to ask how things were going... and how was the new boy shaping up... Fine, says Ritchie... but, he hasn't sang a bloody note yet!!!
As you can imagine... up to now it had been all meetings, discussions, cocktails and short bursts of songwriting... but, now... it was time for me to stand there and sing... and... quite understandably... I was shitting myself!!!
That would all change once the amiable Mr Lord came in... We had all gone out for an assortment of alcoholic beverages at the local pub in Clearwell... and on our inebriated return, Jon and I jammed on Beatles songs in the crypt... Ahh... 'Dutch Courage'... a fine brew!!!... It was then I was introduced to how extraordinary Jon Lord was as a musician... The unique chord inversions he played to familiar Beatles songs blew me away... and inspired me to sing... and sing some more!!!... Thank you, Jon... for coming to my rescue the second time... I will never forget you or your generosity...
After that... I was off and running...
It's quite remarkable how ideas change once you start jamming and routining the song ideas... certainly with such creative and powerful players as Jon Lord, Ian Paice and Glenn Hughes... I could sense, even then, that they all deferred to Ritchie... and most definitely didn't want to piss him off... but, still, it was quite democratic, and everyone contributed to the development of the songs...
I recall one day being very embarrassed when Ritchie caught me playing his Strat in the rehearsal room... I was messing around with an idea I'd had... in F#minor... He was very generous with me... and said he had no idea I could play... as up 'til then, I'd been quite happy to let the maestro play guitar, as you can imagine... and then he asked me what the song was... and quite rightfully took over and started to shape it into something which is still remarked on as one of the highlights of the Mark 111 chapter... 'Mistreated'...
Ritchie had already been experimenting with a new guitar synth device he'd brought to the session... and he created an aggressive, unique, growling tone to support a great riff he had... Mmm... 'Sail Away'... The guitar sound was particularly inspiring... and very different from anything DP had done before... Oh, yes... it was all shaping up nicely...
Ian Paice was playing explosively and tastefully and impressing me to the max... and he was obviously enjoying jamming with his new bass player... and Glenn was kicking arse as only Glenn can... It also helped that they were both dating beautiful twin sisters!!!... Ahh... there ain't nothing like a tight rhythm section... YEAH!!!
What a band... What an unbelievable, powerful collective this was... It was easy for me, as the singer, to stand back and watch and listen... and it was incredible!!!... I couldn't believe my luck in being involved with this enterprise... Please... if this is a dream... don't let me wake up...
Another memory from that time at Clearwell was being introduced to midnight seances... Ritchie enjoyed... er... 'dabbling'... and after a few pints he talked me into getting involved... and brought the ol' Ouji board out... I didn't feel it was right... and at times I had a hard time keeping a straight face... To be honest I was just trying to part of whatever was going on... After a while, I made my excuses and buggered off... Although some experiences stayed with me... One in particular... I was 'told' I should always wear a belt when near a large body of water... and that I should be sure of this when I was with Glenn... (cue the spooky music!!!)... So far, I'm happy to say... I haven't had any unusual 'encounters' when near a 'large body of water'... (ahem)
I also remember putting a noticeable amount of weight on while working at Clearwell Castle... Every evening we had a HUGE sit down banquet... accompanied by extraordinary and expensive French wines... and served by... er... no other way to describe it, but, 'wenches' dressed in renaissance outfits... you know... the dresses where the tits are pushed up under your nose... like ripe peaches... Very nice, actually... Mmm... very nice, indeed... and all overseen by our hospitable, and generous hosts... Bernard and Sue...
Interestingly... no drugs had surfaced... and there had been no discussion about them... It appeared that 'booze' was the 'drug' of choice for the Deeps... well... at that time, anyway...
That would all change in the future... but, right now... a couple 'o' glasses of this an' that... and some more 'o' that... and I was a very happy camper.. Oh, yes.. .and 'scrumpy', a harsh, but, tasty and very potent cider that was brewed in that part of the country... and that was most enjoyable, too... Although I must confess... I was enjoying smoking my grass on the quiet...
After a couple of weeks... I was told we were going to Hamburg, ostensibly to check out possible studios... but, in reality... a chance for a couple of days revelry for Der Boys...
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http://whitesnake.com/ws2013/features/burn/burn1.phpа здесь
http://www.glennhughes.com/fanforum/showthread.php?t=1250 фотографии Диди Зилла с репетиций в замке.
