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At the beginning of August I was asked to interview Phil Rudd twice first by telephone and then, on the eve of the launch of his solo album, Head Job, personally, in Sydney. Naturally, he was face to face that struck me most, for various reasons contact.
Despite his jovial attitude [and accompanying MOAO], his face was weathered by time and excess. He also spoke at a sparsely audible murmur ac compressor that hid much of what he was saying
He was, however, clearly a man living a privileged life, even if he hadnt had a nababa creation. The hotel it was a five-star hotel in Sydney Harbour; his dark glasses were Prada; ac compressor their stories of piloting helicopters, fishing on his boat or driving their sports cars were the stuff of Hollywood playboy. Still, while he smoked a cigarette Rothman behind the other and boquejava in his Australian accent t just fuck me, it was obvious ac compressor that his heart still belonged to the working class. A proletrio time when proletrio.
Later that night, at the launch party for Head Job, he was walking around the room with the air of a man who had spent much of his life playing in one of the biggest rock bands in the world. Was nothing flippant, but became more clear in the way that it protruded. Dark glasses in a dark room, playing imaginary guitars in his pool cue, speaking only when they spoke to him, this was clearly a party, and this was his territory. No bullshit, no pretense, just the understanding that he was not a man with whom it would fidget.
easy to look at these events now and reavali them with the benefit of new information. But as memorable as my recent encounters with Rudd are, would be a lie to suggest I sa l think he was a man who tramaria a murder which, in the end, he did, j such accusation was withdrawn less than 24 hours after the submission of account it [although it still faced indictments for possession of drugs and crime threat].
Eight o'clock a damp Wednesday evening in Sydney, and a man at the bar're wearing dark glasses, even though the lights are well diminudas. He looks old, noh denying, but there is something eternally ac compressor youthful in his aura. He's circling the only pool table in the corner of the pub, calculating their prxima shot, breaking his concentration only when the environment takes the music playing imaginary guitars. No one beyond the small group around the table provides atenoa it. At one point, he Balana his guitar a little too enthusiastic, knocking an empty glass from the table, which hit the hard concrete with a loud bang, but somehow, in the breaks. He then goes up to the bar, pointing to the woman behind the counter, asking her to increase the sound.
If you do not know who he was, you'd think he was a drunk assduo the house, the best hypothesis. But the guy with the leather jacket ac compressor guy, getting it on the imaginary guitar, Phil Rudd, drummer for AC / DC, one of the biggest bands in the world. The music that he's enjoying it so much? The him. But in the AC / DC.
InVS addition to the rock that screams by speakers in this session open audio press his debut solo album, Head Job, that title is suggestive names of songs from AC / DC seem something of the child. A beautiful work of no frills rock to play in bars, sounds like a less angry Motrhead, playing to a seat of a motorcycle club. Sounds blatantly like old rock, it's probably because he began to comp it 25 years ago.
All members of AC / DC can people expect to launch a solo album, Rudd is perhaps the least charged. He has a firm command of the strike, but he has lung Bon Scott or Brian Johnson, or the musical dexterity ac compressor of Angus and Malcolm Young. And while he has many interests outside of music, ac compressor you can find him piloting a helicopter, fishing on his boat in the Bay of Plenty or unraveling a plate of ribs at his restaurant in its current resid NCIA in Tauranga, New Zealand nothing suggests a solo career.
More surprising though, for a man who spent 40 years in total, giving the beat of one of the highest bands in the world, his tone speaks a little louder than a whisper. ac compressor A monotonous, so to speak. The fact that he speak in short sentences and sharp s complicates the interview process.
The first time he and I spoke, he was calling from his boat in the Bay of Plenty. Over 15 minutes, he reveals what is presumed to be about things and pieces of his solo material, his work with AC / DC has just recorded an album, and life in general. What grabs you right impossible to understand what the words mean exactly. So you end up with bits of sentences Rather than sentences completament