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RIP OZZY OSBOURNE

been watching it on live stream jan...as with any floral tributes they cant stay there forever but i suspect one or two may appear for a while yet... i think the people of birmingham did ozzy proud:)

lyn
 
Presumably to do with the security being paid for by the family - possibly only until today.
Just read the tributes are being taken to a secret location and then to the family.

Several paragraphs into this article
 
Presumably to do with the security being paid for by the family - possibly only until today.
Just read the tributes are being taken to a secret location and then to the family.

Several paragraphs into this article
Article on the BBC website here...
 
Article on the BBC website here...
that is nice to know sparks....i have been watching the live stream on and off since it started and those security guards have done a spendid job...we have to realise that the bench and floral tributes are so close to the road and when that small area has been packed with members of the public i have seen the guards literary save people from getting run over by the trams and buses...well done to them i say

lyn
 
just read this and on the news last night it also said that all of the flowers will be composted and used at ozzys grounds where he lived....

 
Copied from another Forum, I can't read the full article without having subscribed to the New York Times.

The certificate says Osbourne died of “(a) Out of hospital cardiac arrest (b) Acute myocardial infarction (c) Coronary artery disease and Parkinson’s disease with autonomic dysfunction (Joint Causes).” The New York Times obtained the document on Tuesday.
 
I heard on local TV tonight that Ozzy's "Working Class Hero" exhibition at the Museum & Art Gallery, will now remain open until 18th January next year, due to the high visitor levels. That's great news.
 
And the Sabbath artwork on Navigation Street will soon be sealed after a little touching up. I think the first photo is by our member Ellbrown.

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About the mural and artist:

Black Sabbath has several murals in Birmingham, England, the most prominent being a large, detailed 120ft (36.5m) mural on Navigation Street near New Street station, created by artist Mr Murals to celebrate the band's legacy, which the public can visit and photograph. Another mural is located in the Digbeth area, on the side of the coach station.
 
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Here's some extracts from Geezer Butler's Ozzy tribute in the Sunday Times (he donated his fee for this, to Birmingham Children's Hospital):

The rehearsals for that final show started a month before at a studio in the Oxfordshire countryside. Tony Iommi, Bill Ward and I ran through seven songs together. Of course, not having played together for 20 years, it took a couple of days to get rid of the rust. Then it was time for Ozzy to join us. I knew he wasn’t in good health, but I wasn’t prepared to see how frail he was. He was helped into the rehearsal room by two helpers and a nurse and was using a cane — being Ozzy, the cane was black and studded with gold and precious stones. He didn’t really say much beyond the usual greetings and when he sang, he sat in a chair. We ran through the songs but we could see it was exhausting him after six or seven songs. We had a bit of a chat, but he was really quiet compared with the Ozzy of old. After a couple more weeks we were ready for the show.

To me, Ozzy wasn’t the Prince of Darkness — if anything he was the Prince of Laughter. He’d do anything for a laugh, a born entertainer. I first became aware of him when I’d walk home from all-nighters at a rock club called the Penthouse, in Birmingham. I had long hair down past my shoulders and looked like a hippy. Ozzy would be on the other side of the road on his way from the soul all-nighters in Brum, with his cropped hair and mod suit. Complete opposites of each other. Little did I know then that within a year we would form what would become Black Sabbath and create a whole new form of rock music.

In 1968, the part-time band I was in were looking for a singer. I saw an advert in a music store in Birmingham centre with the words “Ozzy Zig needs a gig”. His address was on the ad and I saw he lived three or four streets away from me, so off I went and knocked on his door, only to be told by his sister that Ozzy wasn’t in. I left my address with her and later that evening, as the Butler family were sitting down to dinner, there was a knock at the door. My brother answered it and said to me, “Hey, there’s something at the door asking for you”. I said, “What do you mean by ‘something’?” He said: “You’ll see.” It was the cropped-hair mod I’d seen walking home from the all-nighters, except he didn’t have a suit on — he had his dad’s brown work gown on, a chimney brush over his shoulder, a shoe on a dog leash and no shoes on his bare feet. He said, “I’m Ozzy”. After I’d stopped laughing, I said: “OK, you’re in the band.” So began the most incredible journey of our lives. Tony Iommi lived two streets from my house, so we went there to see if he knew any drummers. He said, “Yes, Bill Ward, and he just happens to be here if you want to talk to him”. Bill heard what we had to say and he agreed to join us as long as Tony came along. And so Earth — later changed to Black Sabbath — was born.

Our first gig ended up in a massive brawl. Being from Aston, you had to know how to defend yourself, and certainly Ozzy and Tony in particular were no strangers to fighting. We became inseparable brothers in arms, always looking out for each other. People always thought Ozzy was a feral wild man, but he had a heart of pure gold.

Nobody knew he’d be gone from us little more than two weeks after the final show. But I am so grateful we got to play one last time together in front of his beloved fans. The love from the fans and all the bands, musicians, singers and solo artists that night was incredible. Everyone had come to pay homage to the Prince. I am so privileged to have spent most of my life with him. Of course there are millions of things I will think of that I should have written, but how can I sum up 57 incredible years of friendship in a few paragraphs? God bless, Oz, it has been one hell of a ride! Love you!
 
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