I was 14 when a girl - Kendall Siefker from Nebraska - kissed me on the lips (no tongue yet) and I think Chicago’s Saturday in the Park
played at a youth disco in some American servicemen’s club in Kinshasa, Zaïre. I have to blame Miss Siefker’s lips for stopping my urge to assemble and (skillfully!) paint 1:72 scale models of WWII warbirds dead in my tracks right then and there. Irrevocably.
A life-changing experience richer, but now devoid of a hobby (wimmin are destroyers!), I thought music was something to turn to, everyone dug music back then, it was a focal point of youth culture.
To be continued later …
Where were we? Ah, yes, I had lost my hobby. And then our yearly home vacation from Africa in Germany came up in the summer of, no, not 69, but ‘75. And rather than spend my saved money on Airfix, Revell and Matchbox assembly kits as well as Humbrol Enamel colors, I decided to invest big time in music. I first obtained Alice Cooper’s Greatest Hits, also albums by The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, Bee Gees, The Kinks and The Who - I had a nine year older brother (who did not join us in Africa, he was a young adult by then), so his music tastes rubbed off I guess.
And one day I came across two DP albums in a bargain bin: Shades Of and Book of Taliesyn, not knowing what music would be on there, but “Deep Purple” rang a bell back from then five years earlier when my older brother had brought home In Rock (I didn’t remember any of the music, but the Pop Art cover struck a chord). Then, shortly before we left for Africa again, my grandmom gave me 40 Deutsche Mark and I went to the only record shop/radio store in our small town and spent it on In Rock (recognition!) and Stormbringer.
I could of course now claim that the acquisition of two Mk I, one Mk II and one Mk III album within the course of three or four weeks already showed how eclectic I was, but in reality: I didn’t know what I was doing! 
Back in Africa, I started listening to the albums in earnest and slowly, DP gained the lead on Alice Cooper (Bob Ezrin already back then!). Strangely, Book of Taliesyn was my favorite one initially (and it is my favorite Mk I album to this day), but after a while I loaned Machine Head, Burn and Made in Japan from friends to tape them. In Rock, btw, was never my favorite DP album, I found it sonically abrasive even back then.
About half a year later, my dad’s job as a production manager in a GM car assembly plant in Kinshasa ended abruptly - the powers that be in Detroit had decided to pull the plug on the whole project. We had to go home and I was shattered, by then I felt more American than German. My last chivalrous deed was finding out Kendall’s locker number in secret and leaving my Alice Cooper’s Greatest Hits album there as a parting gift, she always liked Alice better than DP.