| Somebody played around with my reality, Drip-fed me stories of my destiny, I didn't need them to tell me how it was gonna be, Coz I'd be there myself and see it all for real. In my head was mass confusion couldn't find my path in life, In my world of forced delusion I was sliding down the knife, My mind was over-powered by your voice that brought me light, And I let myself be taken coz the feeling felt so right. I woke to see the stars held the direction of my dreams, I was draped in the cloak of protection, that deflected satans beams, I breathed your presence delivered gently by the breeze, And followed the sounds of Sabbath being whispered by the trees. Now everyday living is easy, coz my sea has reached it's shore, And the people who think that I'm crazy, I got the courage to show them the door, And now I'm higher than I've ever been before, Seclusion is a word of old, coz I'm not alone no more . I beleived in you from the start, The very second you entered my heart, The very minute I gave you my soul, My mind woke me up and told me I was whole. |
| My song I wrote called Salvation. |
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| My earliest memories of listening to Sabbath and Ozzy was my brother playing records mainly Mr Crowley and Crazy train over and over again in his bedroom. At the time I used to go to church every Sunday with out fail and I used to ask questions about going to Heaven. How do you know you'll go there? etc. I never really understood the answers given me. I loved listening to the music I was hearing and when my brother went out I would open his bedroom door just enough forme to reach my arm in and put the needle on whatever record was there. (Gauranteed an Ozzy or Sabbath one). I remember sneaking in one day (which could be hard because he'd put traps behind the door to catch me out) and seeing the covers to Blizzard of Oz, Diary of a Madman and Talk of the devil I was getting tingles down my spine and goose bumps on my arms.. I thought should I be listening to this ??????????? COOL!!!!!!!! Soon I stopped going to church this had nothing to do with the music and more to do with that teenage Sunday Laziness Syndrome . |
| Earliest Memories |
| Wildest memories |
| I was led in bed fast asleep when I became aware of church bells tolling in the distance, which puzzled me as there was no church with ringing bells around the area. They rang louder and nearer (which confused me more..... a moving church??!!) I heard the rain, I heard the thunder. Then I heard what I thought was a choir of monks humming church music. "Ok I'm dreaming" I said to myself "I'm not" I said back. It got louder. I thought ' Have I died? ' Confused, and wishing I'd never stopped going to church, I opened my eyes. I was expecting to see the bright light shining down on me from above.. Hey why else would I be hearing all this stuff? But no I was alive and I was in my bed in my bedroom. All of a sudden the noises stopped then in a split second all hell broke loose and Ozzy starts bellowing "There's no present there's no future and I don't even know about the past" I flew out of bed to find my bro had bought Ozzy's new album Bark at the Moon. I went through a mad phaze (ok I still do it usually with the kids) where I would sing Ozzy/Sabath lyrics to answer questions . e.g mother: 'Whats this?' me: 'Don't ask me coz I don't know' . mother: 'Where you going?' me: 'I'm going off the rails on a crazy train.' mother: 'Why haven't you cleaned your room?' me: 'I am so tired...' |
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| My Ozzy shrine. This was my bedroom in 1987. Every wall was covered in Ozzy related stuff, posters, newspaper clippings Magazine articles, post cards etc |
| Saddest Memories |
| Me and my brother were discussing Ozzy's guitarists and he told me about the tragic accident Randy Rhoads had died in. Later when Tribute came out and I read Ozzy's tribute to Randy it really hit home how special he was to Ozzy. In 1986 my brother went to see Ozzy on his Ultimate Sin tour without me . I cried for ages! But he did get me the tour programme + the Bark at the Moon programme and a red knitted scarf with the Ultimate Sin Tour 1986 printed on it. |
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| Me 2002 |