Ozzy has been a fixture for nearly my entire life. Random memories:
Hearing "Shot in the Dark" on the radio as a little kid.
Learning "Crazy Train" at guitar lessons.
Scotti Hill singing "Mr. Crowley" into his hairdryer in the Skid Row home video "Oh Say Can You Scream" and wondering wtf that awesome song was.
Wondering why he didn't headline the Moscow Music Peace Festival when the Russians seemed to be there to see him.
Listening to "No Rest For the Wicked" all the time.
"No More Tears" and "Mama I'm Coming Home" being on MTV basically nonstop.
The introduction of Zakk Wylde into our lives.
Later, I got more into his music that didn't get played on the radio.
It took me until 2010 to finally see him play (Ozzfest). And from the barricade no less.
Getting to catch up on old tours and live Black Sabbath through YouTube.
The livestream 2 weeks ago from Villa Park.
And now listening to Jose Mangin crying on the air as we say goodbye.
It's honestly really hard to write something super cohesive right now, so I will just say thank you, Ozzy. For all of it.
