My life would be completely different without Ozzy and Black Sabbath. As a young kid growing up in Southern California was the polar opposite of the music coming out of England. At 15 my mind was completely blown when I got tickets for Black Sabbath at the Long Beach Arena in 1975 almost 50 years ago. Sabbath was the heaviest thing anyone had ever heard and it scared our parents which made me love them more. Iron Man was a mainstream rock hit and you could play it on the guitar. Zeppelin was everyone’s band in those days but I chose Sabbath and Deep Purple as my bands. After seeing Bill Ward crush the drums with brute force I chose the hit hard like my hero Bill. Ozzy was the master of ceremonies guiding the audience through a mystic ritual where only your imagination brought you to dark castles in the Black Country of England. There was no internet or digital music. Just the visual of album covers of Black Sabbath , Sabbath Bloody Sabbath and Paranoid. The experience was more simple yet more mind expanding. Taking you on a journey. I was so happy to see Bill behind the kit one last time and I know Ozzy wanted that. What a beautiful celebration of Ozzy’s life in Rock N Roll. Thank you Ozzy .. the music remains and you will always be a Legend and one of the greatest ever. RIP
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