Review Summary: I would put my money on Ozzy and some of his peers being outside the parentheses.
Brain cells have various interesting capabilities. They love the proximity of their own-kind when still functioning. When they get together in large numbers they form a quite complex organic mass … as a metaphor for intellect some may call it grey matter (literally part of our nervous system). What literally matters is whether the individual possessing it utilises it or if she/he treats it as a mass of goo. To be honest, it is not always into ones own will to choose. Various over complex factors play their role in the final product, yet it is generally accepted that intelligence is an inherent quality; no man born an idiot can become smart (though smart individuals can certainly act dumb).
I would put my money on Ozzy and some of his peers being outside the parentheses.
Brain cells have various interesting capabilities. They have short life span and most of them cannot be regenerated. Luckily we have billions of them, so most of us can perform basic actions up to a certain age in which time catches up, hence the billions once enough are just a mass of grey goo and utilisation is no more a matter of choice. Now, what happens if someone doesn’t have enough in the first place, then indulges into a spiral of corrosive agents such as drugs, alcohol, pills and, by the way, happens to be a heavy metal singer? What happens is that the certain age, in which time catches up with most of us, comes back to meet the should be "Our brain is still functioning cause we are only 35 years old" and Bark at the Moon hits the shelves of our local record store.
A generous 2 out of 5 for five reasons (add up to 1 if you are not a native speaker of English and/or if you are under 15, you are over 80, you don’t care about semiotics, you find the former half of this review boring, irrelevant, pretentious, profane, etc or if you're drunk atm).
1- Ozzy can’t help it anymore; would you ever argue with your grandma over her being tired? If the over complex factors already mentioned, culminated in you being a more visual than auditory comprehender, you can optionally watch the video clip of “So tired” before moving on.
2- The title track is quite enjoyable when juxtaposed against a hypothetical verbal manifestation of a canis lupus, or any vertebrate with similar cognitive abilities (don’t watch the video on this one though).
3- It gave every five year old around the world, the joy of covering the intro of the song “So Tired” on a 10$ keyboard, which they may find in their toy box and may I add - with an audible result identical to the one on the record.
4- Jake E. Lee is an officiously underrated rock guitar player; his interpretations of Randy’s solos live were the most convincing, compared to those of the axemen who succeeded him. By the way, did I mention that the title track contains one hell of a metal solo? Furthermore, I'm not fond of losing bets so I‘ll just say that I respect him, for having to deal with all of the above over the subsequent 3-4 years (after all I would put my money on Jake being inside the parentheses).
5- Brain cells have various interesting capabilities and under certain agents, interesting may equal attractive… just don’t overdo it, 'cause you‘ll end out being Ozzy: probably without multiple platinum records under your belt… I doubt you’ll have a similar bank account and most certainly you won’t be able to name a rock festival you own after the first three letters of your nickname.
While I finish drinking my last of five beers I'd begun with, track eight of the original press, "Waiting for darkness", points out to me under agent amber that from a monetary perspective to say the least - we most certainly lost our bet... didn't we Jake?
CHEERS! Long live the Ozzman and *** it… ADD ONE anyways!
