After Forever: Sending Ozzy Osbourne Off on His Next Adventure
By Steel Druhm
What can you say when an icon like Ozzy Osbourne passes? All the achievements, all the landmark moments in a career, all the pieces of a lasting legacy are there for all to cherish. What we lost is the man himself. The man who rose from working-class beginnings in Birmingham, England, to create an entirely new form of music and then shape its sound over the next 50-plus years.
Ozzy Osbourne wasnāt a metal luminary. He WAS Heavy Metal. If not for Black Sabbath and Ozzyās canonical performances on those early albums, heavy metal would not exist. Through his legendary run with Sabbath and on into his wildly successful solo career, Ozzy broke through musical barriers to reach an audience that spanned not just genres, but entire generations. One look at my Facebook feed yesterday showed just how universally loved the man was. Teens through to olde geezers like myself were commiserating, sharing the same sense of loss and the feelings that an era had just come to an end. Ozzy meant something to nearly everyone, and he meant a great deal to so many.
There will never be anyone like him again, and Iām very thankful I got to enjoy his music and gonzo personality for as long as I did. One of my friends pointed out yesterday that he practically raised us as we grew up in the 80s, and heās not wrong. He was always there, rocking and living a life beyond the limits of what anyone else could survive; an insane character who represented everything heavy metal symbolized to us as young pups.
It stung to see him looking so old and frail during his Back to the Beginning performance a few weeks ago, and it was clear he was nearing the end of his amazing journey. I just didnāt think the final act was coming this soon. Now that itās here, itās harder to process than expected. I know Ozzy will be missed dearly, but Iām comforted by the knowledge he will never be forgotten and heāll always be celebrated and loved for all the things he gave us. The Prince of Darkness watches over us all now, and I canāt imagine a better Guardian Devil. Thanks for everything. See you on the other side.
AMG Himself
At the tender age of 11, I got Ozzy Osbourneās final recording, Live & Loud. It being 1993, I got the tape version that came in a long box that looked like an amp. Having, a year earlier, fallen in love No More Tearsāwith āMr. Tinkertrain,ā āMama, Iām Coming Home,ā and āRoad to Nowhereāāthis ālast time outā for Ozzy was him writing his epitaph on his career. But for me, Live & Loud opened the door to a career that spanned back to the Devilās Triad and the 1970s. I sported round sunglasses like The Prince of Darkness himself, and parted my hair in the middle, similar to the cover of that iconic live record. Truly, I loved his music and listened to those records in a rotation with Iron Maiden and Metallica, cutting my teeth on classic metal before branching out. I knew every āLet me see your fucking hands!ā by heart, like they were part of the original songs. I knew each solo note for note.
This may be the root of one of my most controversial metal opinionsāone that differentiates me from the vast majority of metal fans, as exemplified by Steel Druhm aboveāI donāt think Ozzyās most important work was with Sabbath. Rather, Ozzy helped birth modern heavy metal in 1980, with Blizzard of Ozz. While this may seem ahistorical, I think it was Ozzyās embrace of Randy Rhoads and the neo-classical turn in heavy metal that helped to advance the burgeoning genre beyond the strictures of blues rock and into the fields of what would become the roots of all but the most retrospective of metals. I donāt say this to start a debate, but rather to emphasize the immensity of Ozzy as a vocalist and personality in metal, that he was present for both the first and second founding of heavy metal.
And finding Ozzy, seemingly unwittingly at times, at the forefront or cutting edge of popular metal helps to show the immense influence he had. Even as his career slowed to a crawl, Ozzfest continued to be a yearly celebration of heavy music headlined by The Prince of Darkness himself. He was at the cutting edge of reality TV (for better or worse). And I was happy to see Black Sabbath getting their due and even putting out a very good album in 2013, which is the only time Iāve had the honor of reviewing an Ozzy album.
My relationship to Ozzy and his music has never stayed as true as my love of Maiden, for example. His legacy has not been perfect, but the influence he had on me is a species of the same influence he had on so many. I received a ton of messages yesterday about how important Black Sabbath was. I saw a lot of people saying they were hit remarkably hard by this news. And I was left pretty much speechless for several hours. But Iāve had some time to reflect, revisit Live & Loud and Blizzard of Ozz, Paranoid, and the self-titled majesty that got it all kicked off. And I can say that I am so grateful for the legacy that he left us. Without Ozzy Osbourneāa working-class kid with Attention Deficit Disorder who said of himself that he knows how heāll be remembered: āthe guy who bit a head off a batāāthis website, this community, and the things that we all love would look very different, if they existed at all.
Weāre sending off a giant of heavy metal. Heāll always live on in our hearts and through his incredible legacy. Now let him see your fucking hands!
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