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S-a-ntimplat in ’70

                    Managementul casei EMI le cere Deep Purple-ilor sa vina cu un single promotional pentru albumul In Rock, care tocmai fusese imprimat. Purple-ilor nu le-a prea convenit propunerea, dar n-au avut incotro, asa ca s-au intilnit in studio pentru a compune ceva reprezentativ. Pe la 22:30, dupa ce au frecat-o o zi intreaga, nemultumiti de orice le iesea din grifuri si gitlejuri, au sunat stingerea. In acel moment Ritchie Blackmore baga in treacat citeva acorduri din Summertime a lui Ricky Nelson

                    Auzind acordurile respective si necunoscind originea lor, Roger Glover a strigat incintat „that’s it!”. Si uite asa, in citeva ore, cei doi Ian, Jon, Roger si Ritchie au pus la punct Black Night, care avea sa ajunga imediat un hit in topul clasamentelor, fredonat de-o intreaga generatie. Despre versuri, care fusesera scrise la repezeala si probabil prin aburi grosi de whisky, Ian Gillan spunea mult mai tirziu, ca inca nu stie despre ce e vorba si ce-au vrut sa spuna.

Black night it’s not right,
I don’t feel so bright,
I don’t care to sit tight.
Maybe I’ll find on the way down the line
that I’m free, free to be me.
Black night is a long way from home.

I don’t need a dark tree,
I don’t want a rough sea,
I can’t feel, I can’t see.
Maybe I’ll find on the way down the line
that I’m free, free to be me.
Black knight is a long way from home.

Black night, black night,
I don’t need black night,
I can’t see dark night.
Maybe I’ll find on the way down the line
that I’m free, free to be me.
Black night is a long way from home.

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