Hi there, I just got back
from the OZZY concert in Hamilton Today (Sunday March 10th 2002)
What a night. Deep down inside, I am nothing more than a self-esteem lacking,
child abused, foster kid... but, I am 31 years old now...
Why do I even bitch about this... because it is important to this story.
Today I was in Hamilton, a town I have never been in, at a venue I have never
been at. Copps Colluseum... spelling.. fuck-it ;)
Anyhow, I was there, and the whole night, all I could think about was the fact
that all around me, there were thousands of others who loved Ozzy as much as I
do.
Not only was Ozzy a guy on stage doing the same thing he has done for over 30
years! but he represented something to me that made me feel totally free and
amazing.
I am too young to have been to Woodstock, but I sure as hell wish I was there!
I have always considered myself to be a "rocker" more than anything,
as I have never really "fit" into any real "genre" or what
ever, but as far as people go, I would like to be remembered as a Rocker!
A guy who beleives that everyone deserves a smile, and a "HEY DUDE.....
HOW'S IT GOIN!" before I decide what type of person they are.
This to me is the epitimy of a Rocker.
The attitude. The lack of judgement on our fellow human animals.
While I was there, my first instinct was to be calm, and not make a fool of
myself, just remain calm, and watch the show...
Me only having gone to three concerts in my past was quite happy to see
everyone else was just being cool... nobody was trying to be a
"tough" guy, or trying to mark his territory with a scary evil eye,
or trying to let me know how insignificant I am to him.
There were a whole bunch of long hairs who were there to enjoy Ozzy and what he
meant to them "back in the day"
It was time to just let go... to enjoy yourself.. and just have fun. Something
we do not let ourselves do today...
I had the best nigght of my life tonight as I watched thousands clap, and sing
along with this poor little guy who was starting to show his age on stage.
He even had a "tele-promter" with the words to his songs running...
which I thought was so cute.
He was so kind of... well... frail looking at the same time, and I saw age ...
yes even Ozzy is suseptable to aging.... ;)
But at the same time, he gave me such a rush... he was up there feeding the
crowd with his 30+ years of experience, getting us all going, and not a freakin
difference in his voice from day one!
I was in woodstock every now and then... just imagining the good ole days
Imissed, and wishing it were a nice hot sunny day, but at the same time,
realizing it woudl be the first, and last time I would ever see him live.
Wow, what a night to remember... I was there, with Ozzy, just to the immediate
left of his stage, (his right) about half way up the stadjium, and having a
blast...
I was free to sing, and free to just let go... not worry about how my hair
looked, or what I was wearing, or how I sounded... it was just me in my own
little three foot circle of anonymity.
All I can say is Ozzy, thanks for letting me have a night I will never
forget... ;)
PEACE, LOVE AND HAPPINESS!
and keep on rockin!
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