The Mob (Still) Rules

Grud on a greenie, what a night at the big red shed last night. Heaven and Hell Black F***ing Sabbath with wee Ron singing for them (and how), playing an hour and a half of stone cold classics, all four horsemen of the doom apocalypse clad head to toe in black (natch), standing stock still in front of that wonderful Gothic, cross laden graveyard backdrop, grinding out those huge riffs at a real volume (finally!) appropriate to their monolithic magnificence. At last, (at last!!!) looking and sounding just like I imagined them to back in '82 on Live Evil as I listened to it for the 4,000th time. I'm not going to rattle on about it at any more length here, might just write a review for the web site if the enthusiasm still takes me, suffice to say I liked it. Boy, did I like it.

Oh, and they played "Sign of the Southern Cross" and "Falling Off the Edge of the World". Brilliantly. Jeez, I still cannot quite get my head around just how good they were.