“I THOUGHT I was going to have f***ing bolts in my neck,” says a rueful Ozzy Osbourne. He’s referring to his lowest point during three gruelling years since the fall that “really screwed me up”.
Ozzy gingerly places his forefingers on each side of said neck. “F***ing bolts!” he repeats, only louder. He may be heavy rock’s Prince Of Darkness, who once bit the head off a bat, but he sure as hell doesn’t want to become Frankenstein’s monster.
The name Lazarus is more appropriate after his brave reappearance on stage this week, closing the Commonwealth Games in his home town of Birmingham.
Ozzy’s fateful tumble occurred in spring 2019, when he went to the bathroom in the middle of the night at his Los Angeles mansion.