IS THERE ANYONE who believes Ozzy Osbourne actually writes the “Ask Dr. Ozzy” column in Rolling Stone? The constant attempts to cram in one too many jokes about “slipping her the insert-your-meat-of-choice-here” reek of ghostwriters who think they know what makes Ozzy funny. Oh, by the way, for anyone who’s been in a coma since the mid-’80s, Ozzy’s funny now. Yeah, the guy who bit the heads off a dove and a bat, was accused of driving teenagers to suicide in two equally stupid lawsuits and was once widely known as the “Prince of Darkness.” Turns out he’s a laugh riot—don’t forget, kids, degenerative diseases are hilarious! Whatever, none of the Osbournes crap can take away from the albums he made with Black Sabbath before he was kicked out for drinking too much (in Black Sabbath? Really?) His solo albums in the ’80s were fun, but mostly he’s been riding his celebrity and Ozzfest success since he “retired” in 1993. Now he does stuff like tape Super Bowl ads with Justin Bieber. Which makes him a good match for opener Slash, who’s been coasting since Guns N’ Roses. Both defined heavy metal in their own way, although you certainly wouldn’t know it from their god-awful song together last year, “Crucify the Dead.”
Ozzy Osbourne
SLASH opens
Thursday, 8pm
HP Pavilion, San Jose
$35.50Ð$79.50
