Here’s David with Avi Lewis talking about the 80s, change, and dissing Ozzy Osbourne.
RULERS OF ROCK (1988 PolyTel)
When the front cover features crumbled tinfoil, you know you’re in for a seriously good time.
This tape still sounds amazing! It was a gift 30 years ago from an old girlfriend, and it somehow survived all my cassette purges (even the one that sent most of them to Thunder Bay.)
From the fine folks at PolyTel, you get an assortment of hot rock that makes for a remarkably good listen today. Opening with Bon Jovi’s “Living on a Prayer” you couldn’t ask for a better embarkation point. That goes right into the back-to-basics brilliance of “Love Removal Machine” by the Cult. I remember that old girlfriend really hated The Cult, so it was kind of her to give this to me. I didn’t have Electric yet, so this was my first ownership of the song.
The Ozzman cometh on “The Ultimate Sin”, still relentless today even though Ozzy tries to ignore most of the Ultimate Sin era. Ozzy and Jake made some incredible music together and this is one. The cassette swings back towards hair metal with Cinderella and their early hit “Nobody’s Fool” from 1986. On tape, the ballad sounds thicker and heavier. It also appears to be the full length version and not a single edit. Up next, it’s the non-metal of The Alarm, but “Rain in the Summertime” fits like a glove. It’s really no softer than “Living on a Prayer” when you think about it. Unfortunately the cassette has a warbly spot right in the middle of the song. Kiss close the side with the softest one yet: “Reason to Live” from Crazy Nights.
Flipping the tape, side two opens with a hit just about equal to the one that commenced side one. The keyboards sound carpet-deep on tape, as you recognise “The Final Countdown” by Europe. If there were only two bands battling for rock supremacy in 1987, it was Bon Jovi vs. Europe. Side one vs side two!
Our first Canadian content is predictably by Rush. Hey, it had to be either Rush or Bryan Adams. “Time Stand Still” featuring Aimee Mann was the kind of mainstream hit perfect for a tape like this. Less predictable is the presence of Yngwie Malmsteen with “Fire” from Trilogy, a song totally out of character for a tape with The Alarm and Cinderella. Deep Purple are next to crash the party with 1987’s Bad Attitude. Once again, it was my first time owning a song. I imagine Deep Purple with a little less shocking next to Yngwie, though probably just as unfamiliar to an unsuspecting buyer.
Why not a little Christian content, since so many styles of rock are represented here? Stryper’s “Honestly” may sound like a romance, but it’s a cleverly disguised prayer. And finally, because why not? It’s “Hourglass” by Squeeze! I was 17 years old, and I hated it! Different story today.
30 years down the road, Rulers of Rock was a delightfully entertaining listen with twists, turns and surprises. And it’s still the only place I own those Squeeze and Alarm songs!
Ozzy Osbourne never did live interviews with MuchMusic in my time of recording the show, except for this one telephone interview. Teresa Roncon was helming the Power 30 with Ozzy on the line. Ozzy is as mumbly and entertaining as ever!
Listen as Ozzy announces a Black Sabbath reunion tour that didn’t happen. Date: June 28 1993
Tour bus interview by Denise Donlon, from the Pepsi Power Hour in 1986. Just a clip.
Check out Weird Al’s hilarious “interviews” with:
- a newly solo Vince Neil
- a jinxed Def Leppard
- and the prince of darkness himself, Ozzy Osbourne.
AlMusic was a full day of comedy and music, but I only taped the parts I knew I needed to have for my VHS Archives.
GETTING MORE TALE #693: Rock and Religion
Guest post by musician and songwriter Derek Kortepeter
Rock N’ Roll and Religion. These things, the two capital R’s if you will, were a constant presence growing up. Sometimes I think back on my growing and think how I developed into the person I am now, certainly rock and religion played a part in that. Being raised Christian by a really awesome single mom who also loved classic rock was truly the best of both worlds. She encouraged me to seek out spiritual and musical power in equal measure. She was laid-back and let me just be who I am as I figured life out.
When I became too self-righteous in my religious fervor she’d pull me back and give me a reality check that being a person of faith means being kind and not a judgmental dickhead (which I certainly could be at times). Even as I now am a rather irreligious (i.e. not super orthodox) 27-year-old, I still think the philosophical and theological basis for my life was positive at least in respect to my mother’s teachings.
It also led to some…interesting, shall we say, experiences with two subcultures that tend to clash. While I grew up after the heyday of Tipper Gore and her merry band of fuckwits (the PMRC) persecuting metal musicians, I still felt the aftershocks in the 90s. Couple that with having more hardcore fundamentalist evangelical extended family and friends, and you can bet I have some stories to tell.
I first started to notice the conflict as a 10-year-old when I got into Black Sabbath and some family members suggested I burn the CDs promptly. I’m pretty sure had I agreed they would have built a bonfire in their backyard and eliminated the demonic disc in a flash of fire (as we all know, Satan lives in poorly made CD-Rs burned on a shitty Dell PC). Not sure if the pen fake tattoo of “OZZY” on my knuckles would have also been burned off in the process…but we can’t rule anything out.
Knowing so many religious folks as friends since I went to a Christian high school after leaving public school due to bullying led to some pretty hilarious confrontations. Being a huge Van Halen fan I would get confronted with different accusations. These would range from me being a practitioner of idolatry (must’ve thought I had a shrine to Eddie Van Halen where I burn sage and chant the lyrics to “I’m The One”), to full-blown accusations of Van Halen being satanic (HAIL DAVID LEE ROTH AND HIS MINIONS OF SATAN).
These sorts of conflicts arose with all of the bands I listened to, from AC/DC and Judas Priest, to Iron Maiden and Metallica. I was constantly having to justify my faith and my love of music that involved pounding drums and wailing guitars. The more I became a bit more liberal in my faith I was able to eventually stop caring, but it was an eye-opening experience for me.
Some suggested I listen to more Christian rock bands, which is an odd label; I mean being a musician is a job, do you make sure your plumber is a Christian plumber (on second thought, maybe you do…bless thy toilet and its holy water)? The problem was, while I found some great bands like Pillar and P.O.D. (also U2 writes constantly about God), they were basically shitty imitations of the real thing. I mean if you want Coke, are you really going to drink store-brand cola and think it tastes just as good?
I imagine that this experience is pretty common for kids in certain religious circles and I wonder if they are scared away from either belief or music because of a false dualism being presented. I ain’t a preacher, and I’m definitely no role model, but rock n’ roll in all its forms has been nothing but a positive in my life. Simultaneously, while I eventually walked away from the church and orthodoxy of my faith for personal reasons, at the time, I also benefited from the comfort I could find in the belief of a supernatural being.
I’m reminded of Malcolm Young’s response when asked if AC/DC were Satanists, he humorously stated “me mum would kill me if we were.” The less boundaries we draw for ourselves in these little subgroups the better. I’m not saying we all have to hold hands and sing “We Are The World” (that song is overrated as hell), but you’d be surprised how much you’d have in common with people that seem to run counter to your own worldview. Rock and religion shouldn’t be enemies, and maybe someday they won’t be.
For now, I’ll start on that Church of the Holy Lars Ulrich shrine for human sacrifices and hope for the best.
Black Sabbath’s Live at Last (1980) has been reissued so often that its Discogs listing shows 81 distinct versions. Those don’t include the Black Sabbath live set Past Lives, of which Live at Last forms its first CD. The second disc is all unreleased live versions, from shows in 1970 and 1975. These consist of some of the big Sabbath numbers that weren’t on Live at Last (“Iron Man”, “Black Sabbath”) and more obscure material like “Hole in the Sky”.
“Hand of Doom” from Paranoid is an unusual though doomy way to open the CD. It rolls from gentle bass to a roaring mania. It is a taut performance largely because of Bill Ward’s enviable swing. “Hand of Doom” was recorded in 1970, but jumping ahead to ’75, Ozzy’s intro to “Hole in the Sky” is cute. It wasn’t out yet. “Listen to it, you might like it, OK?” asks Ozzy. Then, “Are you high? Are you high? So am I!”
Some Sabbath songs are like a brand new bulldozer, unrelentlessly heavy, yet shiny and cool. “Hole in the Sky” is one such riff-monster, an indispensable slab of heavy metal. It’s followed by another new one, and even heavier: “Symptom of the Universe”. Young, wasted Sabbath blast through it — and stay the fuck out of Bill Ward’s way! The drummer is a tornado. “Megalomania” makes it a perfect trifecta of new songs. It’s an epic 10 minutes of different paces, riffs and melodies. Unlike other metal bands, Sabbath often welded two or three unforgettable riffs together into mega-compositions. Look at “Black Sabbath” for example — they could have made two songs out of it, but instead we have one massive monolith. On stage, “Megalomania” is tense and never boring. Ozzy shreds his voice to pieces.
As far as Past Lives goes, these three songs (“Hole in the Sky”, “Symptom of the Universe” and “Megalomania”) are the nugget of gold in the middle. It’s a first official live release for most of them. A live “Symptom of the Universe” was issued by a Tony Martin-era lineup on 1995’s Cross Purposes ~ Live, but that cannot compete with the vintage original lineup.*
It’s only oldies from there in. “Iron Man”, “Fairies Wear Boots” and “Black Sabbath” (with unique Tony Iommi guitar intro) make up for their absence on Live at Last. “N.I.B.” and “Behind the Wall of Sleep” from the first Sabbath round out the set. Nobody did them better than the original band in the 1970s.
Today we have more original Sabbath to choose from that just Past Lives; two complete concerts were included in the recent Paranoid 4 CD box set. Back in 2002, this kind of release warranted bigger fanfare. The audio is not pristine. Flutter, static and amp hum are part of the deal. If you’re into buying archival live material, you know what this is about.
The original digipack release of Past Lives comes with a booklet, a poster, and most importantly a guitar pick. Collectors will probably want to hold out for a version with pick intact, though finding one might be a “holy grail” item. If you don’t care about such things, a simple jewel case release is widely available.
* Sorry Harrison.
Although the Black Sabbath discography is not that complicated, we still struggle to know exactly how to file Live at Last. Recorded in 1973 (Vol. 4 tour), it was shelved because the band were not happy with it. Much later on (1980) it was released officially but without the band’s consent or knowledge. They have shunned it, while Live at Last has enjoyed a number of re-releases and remasters. For maximum fun, why not track down an old vinyl pressing with the singer’s name spelled as Ossie Osbourne? (The vinyl pressing is also one way to get a completely unedited version; most CD releases lack at least the band intro.)
Live at Last was, for many many years, the only live Black Sabbath album with Ozzy. Live Evil, released in 1982, had then-current frontman Ronnie James Dio. Although considered a sub-par album, you didn’t have much choice back then. Excessive Tony Iommi guitar feedback may be one reason the band weren’t happy with it.
Starting with new single “Tomorrow’s Dream”, Sabbath sound coked to the brim. Iommi’s guitar pukes sonic sludge, Bill Ward floating behind, and Geezer playing bass melodies from another world. “Sweet Leaf” continues the trip; Ozzy howling “I love you!” while the stoned band pummels through. Original Sabbath has a looseness that no other lineup possessed. It’s just something special that happens with those four guys, and Bill Ward had the swing to it all.
Brand new tune “Killing Yourself to Live” hadn’t been released yet, but it’s pretty intact in live form. “Get high!” screams Oz. The challenging song demonstrates Sabbath’s ability to meld multiple memorable guitar riffs together into a single whole. “Killing Yourself to Live” has at least three distinct riff sections, each cooler than the last. Unfortunately the recording doesn’t allow us to really hear how the audience responded to the new material.
“Cornucopia” alone could be responsible for birthing half of grunge rock. The young band’s energy is remarkable. “Snowblind” is a blast, with Ozzy shouting “CO-CAINE!” rather than whispering slyly. Closing side one, we come to “Embryo/Children of the Grave” and its unforgettable chug riff that launched many a metal band. You can hear the crowd clapping madly at Ozzy’s command to “Embryo”, before the riff cascades down like the Biblical flood. Bill Ward paces it faster than the album version by several notches. “War Pigs” also swings, a little faster than album, but with an unusually jazzy touch.
For some serious swing, check out the 20 minute “Wicked World” medley. Ward jazzes it up like nobody’s business, when he’s not crushing the heavy parts. Tony Iommi has a varied guitar solo section, becoming “Into the Void”, then a blues jam and the old standard “Sometimes I’m Happy”. That turns into “Supernaut” and a drum solo, before reverting right back into “Wicked World” for the finale! This insane extended track is the one to buy the album for.
After asking the audience several times “What do you wanna hear?”, Ozzy closes with “Paranoid”. Once again it’s quite fast with Bill ahead of the beat. Osbourne tells the crowd that they’re beautiful and of course “we love you all!” and that’s that — a one hour live album on a single LP, all done. No “Black Sabbath”, no “Fairies Wear Boots” or “Iron Man”, but plenty of the blackest Sabbaths.
Recommended CD edition: Black Sabbath’s 2002 Past Lives set, which includes a slightly edited version of Live at Last plus a whole CD more of unreleased live stuff. It even has a sticker on the front that says “Live at Last…deluxe edition”! Full review of that CD tomorrow.
WTF SEARCH TERMS XXXIX: jeff vwcj edition
It’s time for 10 more WTF Search Terms! WTF Search Terms are those weird and wacky things that people typed into search engines to get here. This instalment is a mixed bag, some of which I can explain and some I cannot!
1. is jeff vwcj bliw vy blow valuable
This person, with fingers too large for their phone, is asking if Jeff Beck’s Blow By Blow album is valuable. Would you have figured it out?
2. what year did ozzy do the randy rhodes tribute tour
A reasonable question — except there was no such “tribute” tour. The Randy Rhoads Tribute live album came out in 1987 and there was no tour to support it. It was recorded on 1982’s Diary of a Madman tour.
3. has bret michaels and richie kotzen made up
Again, a minor detail is wrong here — Richie Kotzen had an affair with Rikki Rockett’s fiance, not Bret’s. And I doubt they have spoken since!
4. gucci gang song, rhetorical analysis
You’re in luck! I already did a lyrical analysis of this Lil’ Pump hit song. There wasn’t much to analyse in “Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang.”
It’s all downhill from here, though. A series of dirty searches from dirty minds make up the remainder:
5. mary wiseman ass
Mary Wiseman is one of the cast members on the new Star Trek. No pictures of her ass here, sorry.
6. xxx kissing videos in hd bluray
Wait…xxx kissing videos? Xxx rated videos of people kissing? Just trying to understand, here. Glad you’re onto HD though….
7. fuaking juniar
It just sounds dirty.
8. amanda seyfried feet porn
Jesus not again!? This is the second time! Well, here is the picture you like, one more time:
9. new boys fucking
10. bigbas porn
It’s all about the bass? I dunno. I’m reaching here!
GETTING MORE TALE #644: On the Road with Peter and Ozzy
Peter started coming up to the cottage with us in the summer of 1991, after we both finished highschool. Peter didn’t pack light. On any given trip, Peter would pack the following items:
- Baseball gloves & ball
- A football
- Nintendo games
- At least a dozen movies
- Food, food and more food
- Several tapes for the car
Peter’s favourite artist for cottage road trips was Ozzy Osbourne. During the summer of 1992, No More Tears was in the deck. Peter skipped the ballads. No “Mama I’m Coming Home” for him! We also enjoyed Billy Idol. Peter made a special mission to pick up Whiplash Smile before a road trip. I can recall going to Fairview Mall, and opening the tape in the car. We were also into a band called Transvision Vamp who had a couple great car tunes – “Baby I Don’t Care” was one.
When he had a car CD changer, we played a fun guessing game. We’d throw in Nirvana’s Nevermind, and Weird Al Yankovic’s Off the Deep End. Peter hit shuffle. When we heard the classic chords to “Smells Like Teen Spirit”/”Smells Like Nirvana”, we had to guess who it actually was before the vocals began. It took a while to hear the difference. Eventually I could tell. Weird Al tends to do spot-on covers, instrumentally speaking.
Ozzy was good for passing other cars. Nothing like passing people going 150 kph on the highway, with Ozzy cackling “Crazy Train” out the windows. Black Sabbath was also handy. While visiting Frankenmuth Michigan, Peter scored a three CD Sabbath box set called The Ozzy Osbourne Years. It had virtually every song from the first six Sabbath albums, only missing instrumentals. I can distinctly remember passing cars to “Sabbath Bloody Sabbath”. Peter tried to synch up passing the cars to Ozzy shouting “You bastards!”
When we weren’t rocking, we were laughing. Peter had an extensive collection of comedy tapes and CDs. Andrew Dice Clay was a favourite. We liked his “Christmas song”:
“Suck his dick, til the veins are blue…
Suck his dick, til you take his goo…
Merry, merry Christmas….”
Dana Carvey also had a hilarious rock opera spoof song about choppin’ broccoli.
But the food! My God. Peter did not skimp on the food. He liked to treat the whole family to a chicken stir fry. He brought all the food and equipment. Once he even made his own chicken balls from scratch, with his mom’s special recipe. Noodles, bean sprouts, chopped veggies, and all the fixings: nothing was missing. Sometimes he’d bring a dessert, and always a bottle of wine. Choppin’ broccoli indeed.
We were never hungry nor bored. When available, we would run into town to buy fireworks. When we ran out, if Peter hadn’t got his fill, we’d go back in town to buy more. My mother used to joke that there was no downtime with Peter. When done one activity, he’d move right on into the next one. And if we had a building project on the go, he’d be there with his tools, in the fray helping out.
Car trips with Peter were unforgettable. Try passing a car while Ozzy shouts “You bastards!” out the window and you’ll have an idea what it was like to hang out with us.