Discovering the Ozzman
When I joined the BMG record club (remember those?) at around age 12, picking “metal” as my primary musical interest (I was a very metal 12-year-old), my first monthly selection was some Ozzy Osbourne album that my mom immediately declared I was not to buy. Thus Ozzy had a cool Satanic cachet about him until I actually did buy one of his albums a few years later, only to discover he’s about as menacing as Ozzie Nelson. But he also isn’t just the cartoon he’s made out to be, and if VH1 is smart, they’ll let the man’s classic music speak louder than his incoherent, no-longer-amusing TV ramblings.