The Ozzy Concert Rocked My World

I had a fucking awesome time tonight. A week before the concert I began psyche myself up, I went to Value Village and bought a secondhand black leather jacket. I went to Walmart, bought some new jeans and a new black bra to go with one of my black tanks.

I bought a blue/black color rinse for my hair and planned to get decked out Ozzy style. I used the rinse on Wed night, but it only darkened my red hair and made it look bland, so I took out one of my burgundy rinses I keep on hand and redyed it. Worked better anyway, I've been a red head for so long it just sticks onto my hair easily and it goes great with my eyes. I got ready 3 hours before we left for the concert and paced my house for hours and nearly drove Bob insane.

My youngest son Richard came over for a preconcert dinner and we picked up my oldest son Max on the way. After finding parking an outrageous $20.00 and we walked 2 blocks to GM Place, and we were inside in moments and found our seats. I was so excited. The opening band sucked. A female punk rocker who couldn't scream worth a shit and I was relieved when she was done. Then Rob Zombie came on and he put on an amazing show, I loved his theatrics and they were all over the place with tons of action, flames and great music. My new camera was screwed up and the shutter won't open so I had to take my old digital, yuck, most of the photos didn't work and I was pretty disappointed I only got a few good shots, big difference going from a 7.0 with amazing zoom capabilities down to a 2.0 with little zoom. Ah well I had a great time anyways. Finally Ozzy came on and I lost it, literal, I can not speak now, I've killed my throat from my screaming and all I can now speak with is a scratchy rasp, I am sure it will be silence tomorrow.

I am happy I can say I got to see an Ozzy concert at least once in my lifetime, my favorite song "Crazy Train" has been an icon and theme song for my life of bipolar insanity. I have so much respect for Ozzy, he is bipolar too and although he still struggles I think it is so cool he survived his illness, his success and his fame.

I even cried when he sang "Here For You" just before the encore. It's sad to think he doesn't have many performing years left, although he seems so timeless, as an empath all I felt from him was exhaustion. His performance was great, but definitely not the Ozzy of years gone bye, when he had his manic energy, youth and vigor. He was a bit off key and struggled to keep up and I felt overwhelmed at his frustration. There were alot of people in the stadium and I could be very wrong with the feelings I was flooded with, but I rarely am. Those of you who have a chance to see him, go, the experience was a definite pinnacle for me.