estimated My ex-Ozzy: What do I do with you? How I can be impartial and well-meaning after hearing this barbarity that you recorded in 2005? Do you think it right to ruin the weekend that way as free and unpunished? Did not you have anything better to do than resort to such expend resources to avoid falling into the boredom? Well you could have better spent that time in a long journey around the world or less suicidal started in sports such as paragliding or bungee jumping .
never so well said that the "when there is nothing to say is better to say nothing, "I never get tired of stating, but now it's done is done and now I have to deal with this" Under cover "yours, I'm still burping like a lasagna in poor condition.
Let's see ... Not that you distorted the songs and reinvented them. Not so. It did more than interpret robotically, with no feeling, no desire, or strength, or passion. The fact is that here in your album versions, not the case nothing transcendent. And that is unforgivable. Still having that voice so squeaky and opiante magical skills that worked with Black Sabbath and solo works your classic metal, but that does not hold water on these issues, much more appropriate for other types of singers, and contributed only to satisfy the voracious desire for accumulation of capital in your wife, Sharon insatiable.
not it enough to make fools of themselves in your reality malignant for MTV, a grotesque colleagues then perpetuated Gene Simmons, for the A & E, and Brett Michaels, for VH1, and that could someday Pato Fontanet continue in the Sierra Chica prison, but for the Animal Planet.
Your record is even more indecent and artificial "In a metal mood" by Pat Boone, and will not let you just a bad taste in the mouth. No, no, no. It gives you every reason to sue the owner of the record store for not having prevented one of their perfidy. Do not want to know what you might bring to you if you came to hand. Your well-earned reputation as "the godfather of heavy metal" has shelled beyond repair, making you look like a consumptive "bubblegum godson, and your reputation of" Prince of Darkness "has been dissolved in droplets of bile in transformándote a "lackey of tomorrows countryside." You see that the head that bite off that poor pigeon did not help, nor the young Canadian who committed suicide 19 years listening to a track you.
Not everything you touch turns to gold, Ozzy, because King Midas are not, much less, but rather say that your album is pure pyrite, "fool's gold." A long list of covers of artists, which you say have influenced you in youth-pass arbitrarily without one player out of his amazement. Decadent and useless versions of "Rocky Mountain Way" (Joe Walsh), "In My Life" (The Beatles), "Mississippi Queen" (Mountain), "Go Now (Moody Blues)," Woman "(John Lennon) "21st. Century Schizoid Man (King Crimson), "All the Young Dudes" (David Bowie), "For What It's Worth" (Buffalo Springfield), "Good times "(Eric Burdon)," Sunshine of Your Love "(Cream)," Fire "(Arthur Brown)," Working class hero "(" More John Lennon ") and" Sympathy for the Devil "(Rolling Stones) are a most appropriate package to be used by ETA to a nostalgic refuge for desperate. And last but not least, the dual disc version includes "Changes", Sabbath's original singing a duet with your daughter's plump useless Kelly, a professional 'daddy's girl, "and" Dinner with Ozzy, "a" mocumental "which, despite repeated the little word" fuck "all the time, you look like a weird combination of the "Dracula" by Gary Oldman and Mrs. Mirtha Legrand. Let me now
fair
invocation
Your record is even more indecent and artificial "In a metal mood" by Pat Boone, and will not let you just a bad taste in the mouth. No, no, no. It gives you every reason to sue the owner of the record store for not having prevented one of their perfidy. Do not want to know what you might bring to you if you came to hand. Your well-earned reputation as "the godfather of heavy metal" has shelled beyond repair, making you look like a consumptive "bubblegum godson, and your reputation of" Prince of Darkness "has been dissolved in droplets of bile in transformándote a "lackey of tomorrows countryside." You see that the head that bite off that poor pigeon did not help, nor the young Canadian who committed suicide 19 years listening to a track you.
Not everything you touch turns to gold, Ozzy, because King Midas are not, much less, but rather say that your album is pure pyrite, "fool's gold." A long list of covers of artists, which you say have influenced you in youth-pass arbitrarily without one player out of his amazement. Decadent and useless versions of "Rocky Mountain Way" (Joe Walsh), "In My Life" (The Beatles), "Mississippi Queen" (Mountain), "Go Now (Moody Blues)," Woman "(John Lennon) "21st. Century Schizoid Man (King Crimson), "All the Young Dudes" (David Bowie), "For What It's Worth" (Buffalo Springfield), "Good times "(Eric Burdon)," Sunshine of Your Love "(Cream)," Fire "(Arthur Brown)," Working class hero "(" More John Lennon ") and" Sympathy for the Devil "(Rolling Stones) are a most appropriate package to be used by ETA to a nostalgic refuge for desperate. And last but not least, the dual disc version includes "Changes", Sabbath's original singing a duet with your daughter's plump useless Kelly, a professional 'daddy's girl, "and" Dinner with Ozzy, "a" mocumental "which, despite repeated the little word" fuck "all the time, you look like a weird combination of the "Dracula" by Gary Oldman and Mrs. Mirtha Legrand. Let me now
fair
invocation
Lords Epic executives,
manager Mrs Sharon Levy,
Mr. recording engineer Bruce Sugar,
Mr. producer Mark Hudson,
Mr guitarist Jerry Cantrell,
Mr drummer Mike Bordin
Mr. bassist Chris Wyse
and yourself, of course:
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RAMERÍSIMA LEAVE ALL THE MOTHER THAT CREATED!
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The wrongdoing are paid in life, Ozzy, and from this column will be pressured to apologize for this musical scab, taking the manhood get on by yourself to a rocket that takes you directly to Neptune. Perhaps you are excited by versions of songs of these latitudes and do not return for a long time on this planet, under penalty of being stoned (" reality through?) in the public square that Sharon (who else?) indicate. For the dignity of the authors here dishonored! And I do not come to talk about "Black Rain", which would give me grounds for the continuation miles flagelándote mercilessly.
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Summary: If you love this album, you could work with Sharon in his upcoming projects for Ozzy disc Peruvian waltzes, one hundred Ozzfests more, or yet another meeting of Black Sabbath (in formalin) for its 50 th anniversary. Anything goes as long as you follow the cash register jingling.
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Summary: If you love this album, you could work with Sharon in his upcoming projects for Ozzy disc Peruvian waltzes, one hundred Ozzfests more, or yet another meeting of Black Sabbath (in formalin) for its 50 th anniversary. Anything goes as long as you follow the cash register jingling.
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More tear a telenovelón Venezuelan cheesier than a book about Corin Tellado and more false than a live album by Milli Vanilli, the duo wave "Electra complex" has caused me a rash that I can not remove anything. I hope you do not happen the same. By the way, do not see more than thirty seconds.
OTHER identical copies: "Down to Earth" (2001), "Black Rain" (2007) or "Scream" (2009).
ANTIDOTE: "Blizzard of Ozz" (1980).
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