June 14, 2005
Fly to Leipzig, eastern Germany with Sabbath. Shoot Ozzy and Bill together,
Ozzy's having a very good time picking on people. Arrive to gloom and
rain - well, what do you expect, it's Germany. We are the only people
at a private airport. Shoot the band on the plane and the tarmac. The
police spend ages checking our passports. Notice on the way in that
the houses are very old with onion style roofs. Looks very Russian.
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June 11, 2005
Black Sabbath, what can I say, they have won before they've
played a note. Spend the show with Sharon and Jack shooting
the crowd. Get out just at the end of Children of the Grave.
My phone rings, it's Bazza 'I'm in the bar, where are you!??'
Heading south... |
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June 9, 2005
A pleasent summers day - fly back to Germany for more Black Sabbath.
After spending an hour and a half in lovely rush hour traffic we eventually
get to the venue. With a couple of hours to kill I decide to
go looking for the Ruhr dam made famous in the excellent film The
Dambusters. Ask a few of the locals for directions and find
myself being greeted by blank stares... amends. It
seems our Euro chums are suffering from a bad case of amnesia as none
of them claim to have heard of it. I give up on this historical pursuit. Never
mind, Ozzy throws a few gallons of water over the audience at
the Westfalenhalle just to make amends.
