Crazy Train

Even when things look their darkest, and there's sorrow all around, life does have a way of throwing you some comic relief, usually in the form of some unanticipated weirdness.

Take yesterday, for example. I'm driving home from work and surfing through the radio stations, when I come across the voice of Ozzy Osborne. I know it's Ozzy because he sounds like he's talking to the interviewer from the bottom of a well with his mouth full of sweat socks and whiskey nips. And he's going on about... his musical.

Yes, his musical, which he wouldn't mind seeing on Broadway. Ozzy on Broadway? The sheer absurdity of that thought nearly caused me to drive into incoming traffic. His musical about - get this - the life of Grigori Rasputin.

I can't help but wonder if Ozzy has seen Spinal Tap.

Derek Smalls: Remember at Luton Palace we were talking about writing a rock musical based on the life of Jack the Ripper.
David St. Hubbins: Yeah!
[singing]
David St. Hubbins: You're a naughty one...
Derek Smalls, David St. Hubbins: Saucy Jack...
David St. Hubbins: You're a haughty one, saucy Jack.