sabbath bloody sabbath

black box detail. mapledurham watermill, 1970. It is Sunday. Again. The yawning begins in earnest. Four from Messers Iommi, Butler, Ward and Osbourne. A group seriously underrated and consistently maligned by many people who should know better. In my absence yesterday I whiled away an hour or two playing Running-With-Scissors’ “Postal 2“. Outdated, but stillContinue reading “sabbath bloody sabbath”