Black Sabbath: The End, Sydney 23 April, 2016

Black Sabbath has been the canvas for thousands....

Let me tell you a story. It was 1983 and a young Father sat his eldest daughter down on a beanbag slid on some headphones and as the vinyl player started the young girl didn’t know it at the time but she was about to embark on a thirty two year love affair with a band called Black Sabbath. My Father was your typical 70’s rocker and prior to his departure he educated my sister on the greats; Led Zeppelin, Deep Purple, Def Leppard, The Moody Blues and of course Black Sabbath. Chatting all things rock as they ran their fingers through my father’s vinyl collection, both appreciating the tunes is one of the most cherished memories my sister has from her childhood and as simple as this; Sabbath had yet again transcended through to another generation.... This was the premise for Black Sabbath’s final live show in Sydney over the weekend. Of all the faces of the thousands of fans attending that night; young and old, it was evident – we had all been carved from the same tree. The vinyls of Black Sabbath have been passed down the generations from Father to child from the earliest of fans to the very new...  

The arena was full of animation; level upon level of eager fans, beer to the brim, reciting their favourite Sabbath songs in anticipation of the night’s proceedings. It wasn’t ‘The End’ not just yet. The crowd’s reaction was deafening as the forgers of Heavy Metal took to the stage. Old and young all touched by the poetry of Black Sabbath and the role they played in the story of heavy metal, the blueprints they left so many of metals greatest over the years is something to be truly humbled by. As Ozzy Osbourne; one of our most unique and quirky vocalists belted out Fairies Wear Boots, Into The Void and Warpigs the audience was in sheer elation, these are the songs that stay with you for a lifetime. Never mind the fact the rumble of Sabbath left our chest cavities in trauma or the fact that my eyes were knocked out of focus on numerous occasions from the sounds of those drums. For one band to be as relevant today as they were in their modest beginnings of 1968 is an overwhelming thought. To achieve and maintain constant elevation by fans and critics and continue to prevail is truly inspiring. Even more so Ozzy holding 30,000 people in the palm of his hand, Geezer Butler astounding the audience with those (oh so fucking necessary) bass solos and Tony Iommi.... Just pause for a moment to truly appreciate this man’s talent on a guitar. The Father of heavy metal, displaying such modesty from this gift he bestowed upon the world. A lot has changed in the last forty years (including the bands cocaine budget) however it doesn’t matter how old we get, it never has, bands like Black Sabbath come around once every black moon and they not only fortify themselves with their fans, they reinforce what is great about the genre. Black Sabbath has been the canvas for thousands...

Some may say it is the end of an era but if the last forty years have taught us anything it’s that there will never be an end to the music and influence of Black Sabbath, their impact on this style they cultivated; what we call today as HEAVY METAL will live on forever (get me a tissue dammit!) Black Sabbath is the seed from which we all grew....