1001 Albums Summary

I hate this style of music. Great when I was younger but now it bores me to death or makes me feel sick.

Basically perfect and wonderful in every way, everything that can be said has been said so I'm not gonna kick a dead horse. Let me just immediately contradict that though and tell you that God Only Knows is a perfect song and one of the best things I've ever heard.

I’m going to put more effort into this review than I typically do. We all know why we got given this or one of the other 3 Sabbath albums on this list and that’s because we lost perhaps the greatest rockstar to ever live. I’d listened to this yesterday anyway along with Master of Reality, Vol. 4, Sabbath Bloody Sabbath and then Blizzard of Ozz as well. I put them on as soon as I heard the news. Metal, and this band in particular, was my introduction to music on a wider scale. Michael Jackson, Elvis Presley and Queen were all responsible for getting me to actually go out of my way and listen to music as a kid but hearing the song Paranoid for the first time is what really sent me spiralling and got me and inspired me to learn about musicians and more about the history of music. It’s why I play guitar and it’s why I favour SGs due to the legendary Tony Iommi, my thoughts are with him at the moment I can’t imagine his pain. I started listening to metal everyday, every hour, every minute. I loved Sabbath the most and plenty of the other classic legends of the genre. I couldn’t get enough until I eventually did get sick of it. It wouldn’t be the first time and it wouldn’t be the last. I remained a rock music fan but all the metal faded away including Sabbath, the one that started me on my musical journey. I looked back in embarrassment of being a metalhead and jettisoned my status as one completely and desperately trying to move on. Now I sit here pondering the life of the man I once idolised as being like a God and listening to the music he left us and reading all the stories that made me laugh so hard. I’d begin to come to this realisation in the buildup to his comeback gig but it really hits now the man is no longer here. That realisation is “What was I thinking?”. I don’t regret my change in taste, it was for the best and it’s taken me places musically, artistically and professionally that I’d never have anticipated when sitting in my room that fateful night when I was 13 rocking out to Paranoid in awe of this sound that I’d never been introduced to before. But what I do regret is how I rejected Black Sabbath afterwards, and I guess Iron Maiden too but that’s for another time. These guys were great and among the most influential and creative bands of all time. I take back everything. I’m falling in love all over again, and it feels fantastic. I send my love to Ozzy’s family, friends and anyone that had the luxury of meeting/working with the Prince of Darkness. R.I.P Ozzy Osbourne, we love you