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December 8, 2005

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Ozzy Osbourne, Under Cover

Sony, 2005

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There may not be enough “r”s in the word “horrible” to describe how I feel about this album. I can’t believe I bought it!

Why does every aging musician feel the need to cover John Lennon’s “In My Life”? Why did it seem like a good idea for Ozzy to whine his way through the Rolling Stones’ “Sympathy for the Devil”? Why!?!?

Under Cover is basically an album made up of covers stripped off the Prince of Darkness box set, with a few more covers added just to torture me. Each track engendered a new and spectacular wince. Then I hit the cover of Lennon’s “Woman” and I almost fell over laughing. It sounds like a Weird Al parody.

I mean, c’mon Ozzy, do you need the money so badly that you have to embarrass yourself this way? You should fire the guy who said it was a good idea to put your own stamp on Lennon’s “Working Class Hero” and Cream’s “Sunshine of Your Love.”  Fire them all and run like the wind, Ozzy!

It’s time to take stock of your life, Mr. Osbourne. Do you really want to go out this way? Is this how you want to be remembered? No?

Then give Rick Rubin a call and get to work on something original. Better yet, get Black Sabbath back together and then go talk to Rubin. I know you can do it.

— Robert Greene