‘I’ll by no means die, as a result of I’m immortal,” sings Ozzy Osbourne on the second monitor of his thirteenth solo album. It’s not the final time Affected person Quantity 9 mentions dishonest loss of life: “I’m popping out of my grave … you’re going to see my face,” he sings on No Escape from Now, whereas One in every of These Days has him “killing myself – however I by no means die”. You may say all this appears par for the course, extra of the supernatural hokum that has been a part of the Ozzy Osbourne model since Black Sabbath first appeared. There’s quite a lot of mentioned hokum right here, albeit with its tongue extra clearly lodged in its cheek than it was 50 odd years in the past: Affected person Quantity 9 is an album that comes adorned with pantomime villain cackles, grown males’s voices crying “Mummy! Mummy!” in concern and what sounds just like the dangerous man in a campy horror flick shouting, “Anyone cease me!” A tune that mentions decomposition, in the meantime, concludes with the phrases, “I loike worms,” in a thick Brummie accent.
You possibly can perceive why Osbourne may be preoccupied with dishonest loss of life or rising from the grave in 2022. It’s not simply that he has been stricken by well being issues in recent times – Parkinson’s illness and surgical procedures after a fall at residence and to fight nerve ache amongst them – it’s that each undertaking Osbourne has concerned himself in just lately has had an air of finality about it. A farewell tour, a reunion album with Black Sabbath motivated by concluding his profession with the band “in the best means”, a subsequent Sabbath tour known as The Finish: even Osbourne’s final solo album, 2020’s Odd Man, was reviewed as if it was his final. However right here he's, two years on and reunited with Odd Man producer Andrew Watt, who’s audibly a fan and totally having fun with himself, slathering on the Planet Caravan-esque vocal results throughout No Escape from Now and getting Eric Clapton to play on One in every of These Days in a wah-pedal heavy type that’s, thrillingly, nearer to his work with Cream than his solo oeuvre.
Clapton is a part of an all-star supporting forged: Tony Iommi, Jeff Beck, Osbourne’s longstanding guitarist Zakk Wylde, Josh Homme, Pearl Jam’s Mike McCready, and the late Taylor Hawkins. The sound of the album, in the meantime, manages to be present – there’s a daringly obvious use of Auto-Tune right here and there – whereas flicking skilfully between Sabbath-esque sludge, the glossier pop-metal of Osbourne’s 80s albums Bark on the Moon and The Final Sin and the odd intriguing detour, most notably the string-laden A Thousand Shades, which delves into Osbourne’s lifelong Beatles fandom. The songs are tightly written even when their construction tends to the episodic or their tempos shift gear. They’re additionally finely balanced, the choruses large and daring sufficient to draw consideration however not overshadow the primary attraction’s important essence. Osbourne’s bleakly determined wail is entrance and centre, his lyrical preoccupations intact: in addition to the occult, there’s rather a lot about psychological sickness – “They let you know you’re insane, do you consider their lies?”– and a lightweight sprinkling of Battle Pigs-y stuff concerning the futility of battle and the evil of these in energy: “a circus of madmen operating the present”, “destruction by no means results in change”. Often, you surprise if the lyrics may not be rooted in Osbourne’s medical travails: it doesn’t appear past the realms of risk that Evil Shuffle’s “madman dwelling inside me” that “received’t let me go” is impressed by his expertise of Parkinson’s.
And sometimes the lyrics boggle the thoughts, which brings us to Degradation Guidelines, musically the album’s spotlight: it options Iommi and, like Broken Soul from Black Sabbath’s ultimate album 13, friends previous that band’s “godfathers of steel” tag to their roots as a sort of warped, heavy blues-rock band. It’s additionally a tune on which Osbourne counsels his listeners in opposition to the risks of extreme wanking. When he begins wailing about “masturbating fools” you initially suppose it’s a metaphor, maybe for self-interested politicians – perhaps the masturbating fools are in league with the circus of madmen operating the present – however no: he’s actually speaking about individuals who can’t cease masturbating. “The hand that feeds you additionally turns you blind,” he warns. Not that outdated chestnut.
By the use of distinction, Affected person Quantity 9 attracts to a detailed with God Solely Is aware of, a fantastic stadium rock ballad that options Osbourne considering his personal mortality in phrases which can be alternately starkly affecting – “I don’t know if I’ll make it, however I’m giving up management” – and theatrical: “It’s higher to burn in hell than fade away,” he sings, a superbly Ozzy-esque retooling of the outdated Neil Younger lyric that ended up a part of Kurt Cobain’s suicide notice. It’s tempting to say it appears like an elegiac farewell, and that the album it concludes can be a tremendous strategy to say goodbye. However then once more, we’ve been there earlier than with Osbourne, a number of instances.
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