So what shall I say?!
These boys, who usually play headliners themselves in venues with 3.000
people, seem truly lost here like a small party combo from the outback
of Kasachstan. Apart from that they have to defend themselves in front
of all those Ozzy fans, and that's as difficult as a walk thoughout the
Kongo jungle barefoot. But well, you never know beforehand. And you've
gotta know for yourself, whether to accept those circumstances or not.
On the other hand most young Rockbands see this rather as an honour to
ring the bells for our Pseudo Orpheus.
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me myself at work - thanks to
Sigi who took that shot
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You can take it as you
want, But for Bullet For My Valentine this is more or less just an
update for their own reputation for 30 minutes - no more... And those
are pretty quickly over... because everybody here is waiting for
Ozzy....
http://www.bulletformyvalentine.com
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there
it is, Ozzy's new toy
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Calls getting louder Ozzy, Ozzy, Ozzy.... and he comes, sees, and
triples out there for the ultimate winner's position.....
He don't need a big show
this time, no special effects or other things. It's he himself counting
most. On the floor right at the drumkit water, tea and other medications
are prepared, just to make sure, that he doesn't miss out on anything up
there.
But the most remarkable
thing is: Ozzy is singing really live.... How I do know? It's simple!
First of all, there are two teleprompters on the floor right to his feet
in the middle of the stage, hidden in monitor boxes.And I mean, what use,
if the show were playback. Let's put it that way, Ozzy might be
lightly awake, no doubt about that, But his memory for all the lyrics
might not be the best one's anymore. So we rather make sure with this
little help. Nobody cares anyway... And the second prove about his live
singing is, that he occassionally doesn't meet the right tunes... nobody
cares either. Because he's our icon, our man in black and our Hardrock
Darling, who stumbles across the stage with his really impressing Coco
Chanle make up.
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Okay, we photographers
have been warned. Ozzy nowadays doesn't just play around with some water
buckets, but also found his new love in a fire engine pipe, spilling
tons of foam with a hell of a pressure onto the fans during a show. But
believing transfers mountains as we say so, and we photographers are
pretty sure, that the Madman ain't that quick and we get away, before
the white wet disaster.
Below the prove....And
our Oz Boy is delighted like a little child, enjoying the goal he had
shot. Well, we all look like snowmen (see my collegues below)
But most important is,
that our Cams have not suffered any damage. Everything else can be
washed off. And don't forget, we had been warned - so it's our own fault
in the end. And for all fans it's an extra little amusement, whereby
many of them get their portion of foam rain as well...
Ozzy is tumbling himself
through the set, accompanied by guitarist Gus G., Bassist Rob’Blasko’Nicholson,
Tommy Clufetos on drums and Adam Wakman (SON OF legendary
Rick Wakeman) ON Keyboards and guitar.
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