Ah, Ozzy. Unfortunately, most people now think of him as a washed out, drug-addled fuck-up, thanks to his recent foray into television. It may all be true, I don’t care. I only came here for the music, thanks.
Something happens to Ozzy on record (and in a live setting). He comes alive. He’s coherent. He’s going full speed ahead, in complete control of losing control. Whatever this is, it completely negates that other, doddering image of him.
To be honest, I don’t like most of his later albums. He’s been involved in so much good music in his career that it seems inevitable he’d repeat himself and/or schlep some crap too, as time went by.
But No More Tears holds a special place in my heart. I know every word and every note on this record. It’s the only later-period Ozzy album I’ll play. Every song is a fist-pumping gem. Check out Zakk Wylde’s guitar work! Awesome.