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  • Originally posted by SweetSymptom View Post
    That was the iheartradio version, correct? It's probably been supplanted by the official stream, but it could still be lurking somewhere. I'll have a look around.
    I believe so Sweet. Thanks for the effort.

    Originally posted by Billy Underdog View Post
    ^^^ I'd love to hear that again. Geezers basslines are almost a solo in itself at that point.
    That's why I enjoyed it so much.

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    • Originally posted by SweetSymptom View Post
      That was the iheartradio version, correct? It's probably been supplanted by the official stream, but it could still be lurking somewhere. I'll have a look around.
      Thanks Sweet!! .... please always monitor this thread for us brother!


      Originally posted by turch118 View Post
      I'll direct this to everyone, especially the Doc. Remember when God is Dead? was first debuted this version had no guitar solo which enabled you to hear Geezer's outstanding bass line. Can this be heard anywhere? No luck on youtube. Any info appreciated.
      "GID?" Version 3 my brother T , "iHeartRadio" , this version comes with 4 major difference - you can slightly hear the original fade out from "EOTB" that actually attaches itself to "GID?" , no 'echo' effects on Ozzy voice (amazing) , no guitar solo , bass is actually higher in the mix throughout ..... great version!! ,,, Version 4 is the version that found itself on to "13" ....... I wonder if there is a version floating around with Bill Ward on it , mmmmmmmm (wink , wink).


      Originally posted by Billy Underdog View Post
      ^^^ I'd love to hear that again. Geezers basslines are almost a solo in itself at that point.
      Could not agree more my brother!!


      Originally posted by The Sabman Cometh View Post
      Doc, Wheels of Confusion is an awesome opener, so many beautiful layers. This track just keeps attacking. Mr. Tony Iommi!!! Wheels of Confusion demonstrates the brilliance of Black Sabbath.
      I would argue it may be the most "talented" track any Era of Sabbath ever created .....


      Originally posted by turch118 View Post
      The main riff in the song is somewhat boring but Ozzy's vocal melody makes it tolerable. The middle is absolutely awesome. After the middle I find myself getting excited about The Straightener coming up; if you're including that part. Not my favorite opener but it's a good one.
      OK - who the "f" hijacked brother Turch's account!! ..... Turch , if you n I ever meet prior to Heaven ,, I'm going to lock you in a room with "TDYK" and "Wheels" and just leave you there til the switch kicks on in your heart , and your like "Dam!! Black 'f***ING Sabbath!!"


      Yes , 1,000 % YES , "King of the Night" is a Black Sabbath track , part of the "Sabotage" Chapter ,, sure you can tell yourself it's a Harrison track til you fn hear it - https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=wQOrs5HkJ_w ...... Iommi is fn brilliant , listen to the end and that riff!


      Anyway , Chapter "14" - VOL 4 of "The Listen" part 2 , has been fantastic!!


      Jesus Bless

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      • Originally posted by BACK TO EDEN View Post
        Thanks Sweet!! .... please always monitor this thread for us brother!
        You know it, Doc!

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        • Originally posted by BACK TO EDEN View Post

          "GID?" Version 3 my brother T , "iHeartRadio" , this version comes with 4 major difference - you can slightly hear the original fade out from "EOTB" that actually attaches itself to "GID?" , no 'echo' effects on Ozzy voice (amazing) , no guitar solo , bass is actually higher in the mix throughout ..... great version!! ,,, Version 4 is the version that found itself on to "13" ....... I wonder if there is a version floating around with Bill Ward on it , mmmmmmmm (wink , wink).


          OK - who the "f" hijacked brother Turch's account!! ..... Turch , if you n I ever meet prior to Heaven ,, I'm going to lock you in a room with "TDYK" and "Wheels" and just leave you there til the switch kicks on in your heart , and your like "Dam!! Black 'f***ING Sabbath!!"
          Thanks for the big LOL Doc.

          Definitely an awesome version. You mentioned Bill Ward but you didn't mention versions 1 or 2... hmmm
          Last edited by turch118; 09-10-2017, 01:11 AM.

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          • Guitar solo ..... end of SNOWBLIND ..... my goodness , amazing!!


            Kudos to brother JS!! .... Ten Year War , Siegler style! ... http://www.blabbermouth.net/news/bla...nboxing-video/

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            • That was cool Doc, very attractive set. When is that contest gonna start?

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              • Originally posted by turch118 View Post
                That was cool Doc, very attractive set. When is that contest gonna start?
                My brother , I want to honor someone from our family base here - this gorgeous Box Set!! .... I would have thought we would have gotten 2 more brothers involved to bring us to TEN , but even so - if someone takes the 8 stories we have (Sweet , Yourself , Sabman , Ronn , Billy , TYR , Jeff , thewizard) , and puts them all together in a Ozzy Era Thread as a poll where people can vote on (with the rules I put over there) - we would have a lot of FUN!! .... Also if they would stick the Siegler unboxing video over in that thread as well to generate internal excitement ,,, then one of these gorgeous sets will end up on someone's doorstep here!! ,,,, or if I'm out , winner will order a set from wherever and we will send them a prize check!!


                "The End" triple disc set - 5+ Studio "live" tracks fall under the "13" , Sabbath's 27th studio release , 16 track double album - chapter ......


                The drum "roll" at 37 seconds in on "St Vitus Dance" - is extraordinary!! .... a snare triplet , bass drum qoud' combo that is just mind boggling ..... in fact all the snare work on this track is brilliant .....
                Last edited by BACK TO EDEN; 09-16-2017, 06:00 PM. Reason: God Bless

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                • I would love to do it myself but I'm not computer savvy enough to accomplish this.

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                  • As I said last week , disc 3 from the soon to be released "The End" triple disc set - will be part of the "13" chapter ..... and let me just say of the 5 "live" studio tracks (5 so far) ....

                    1 - The Wizard
                    2 - Wicked World
                    3 - Sweet Leaf
                    4 - Tomorrow’s Dream
                    5 - Changes

                    ...... "Wicked World" and "Changes" are incredibly satisfying!!


                    Great stuff!



                    EDIT ::: Brother THEL ,, I love how often you listen to the impeccable HEADLESS CROSS!!
                    Last edited by BACK TO EDEN; 09-20-2017, 07:05 PM. Reason: HEADLESS CROSS!!

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                    • ^^^ It definitely is Impeccable to the maximum. Tony Martin sounds great and Iommi is just on fire.
                      Do what thou will shall be the whole of the law

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                      • The Walking Dead \m/

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                        • Now that the stories have been told and the voting is over, here's mine:


                          Protests, riots, and domestic terrorism were the order of the day in various parts of the world. The Weather Underground blew the hell out of the United States capitol building in the spring, we were three years out from the My Lai massacre and one year out from Kent State. The Vietnam War continued to rage.

                          Three Dog Night's performance of Joy to the World dominated the airwaves, right along side music from Janis Joplin, Bill Withers, The Rolling Stones, The Who, and a host of others. Gasoline was 38 cents a gallon in the midewest, I was 12 years old, and my parents had just bought a new convertible Chevelle.

                          We always went to "the lake" in the summer. Everyone in my family went, sometimes more than once. It was about a two hour drive, and in the summer of 1971 we dropped the top on that new Chevelle, hopped in and headed out. For the first time, I was allowed to ride in the front seat so I felt like a big shot. For a few minutes, anyway.

                          We weren't very far from our destination. The paved roads had long since turned to gravel and were soon to turn to dirt. The warmth of the afternoon sun played across my face in time with the shadows being cast from the trees that now surrounded us on either side. For many years my dad wore a beard. This was before he started doing that. He was wearing cut-offs, a black t-shirt with a front pocket where he kept his cigarettes, and huarache sandals. My mom had hair to the middle of her back at the time. Jet black and she kept it straight. Sitting in the back seat of the convertible, she had it wound up so it wouldn't blow all over the place. She was wearing a paisley halter-top, cut-offs, and no shoes. She would never have worn shoes if she didn't have to. I had on a pair of red corduroy pants, an orange t-shirt advertising Schlitz beer, and blue tennis shoes.

                          The air smelled, looked, and felt like nature. Musty but dynamic and fresh at the same time. The scenary was gentle and inviting until you peered further beyond the treeline where it became darker and mysterious. Rolling at 30 miles an hour, hearing the crunch of the gravel and the low rumble of the small block 327 engine, I felt like we were mechanical interlopers in the garden of Eden. This feeling was amplified by a riff that came out of the car stereo right about then.

                          At the time I didn't know what the song was or who was performing it. But it captured my imagination. The intensity and desperation of the plaintive vocals seemed perfectly carried along by powerful and straightforward music. Together they conveyed a frantic urgency, devoid of contrivances. In my mind, it represented the contrast between the nature we found ourselves surrounded in, and the cold metal within which we were travelling. It represented the dichotomy between Joy to the World and the 500 civilians raped, tortured and killed at My Lai. That song recognized that we are all human beings living in a crazy world, and that it is a wonderful thing to be alive!

                          Whenever I hear Paranoid, I can smell the forest. I can feel the corduroy, see the gravel road reflecting in my dad's sunglasses, hear him tease my mom about the fact she never wears shoes, see her smile in response while grabbing at some of her jet black hair that got loose. Paranoid helped me grow up some back then, and helps me go back in time now.
                          Last edited by Vynlsol; 09-30-2017, 03:43 PM.
                          gadji beri bimba glandridi laula lonni cadori - Ball

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                          • Originally posted by ronn View Post
                            The Walking Dead \m/
                            Love all 99 episodes ,,, did "Still" and "Alone" today ....


                            Originally posted by Thelemech View Post
                            ^^^ It definitely is Impeccable to the maximum. Tony Martin sounds great and Iommi is just on fire.
                            Amen to that my brother!!


                            Originally posted by Vynlsol View Post
                            Now that the stories have been told and the voting is over, here's mine:


                            Protests, riots, and domestic terrorism were the order of the day in various parts of the world. The Weather Underground blew the hell out of the United States capitol building in the spring, we were three years out from the My Lai massacre and one year out from Kent State. The Vietnam War continued to rage.

                            Three Dog Night's performance of Joy to the World dominated the airwaves, right along side music from Janis Joplin, Bill Withers, The Rolling Stones, The Who, and a host of others. Gasoline was 38 cents a gallon in the midewest, I was 12 years old, and my parents had just bought a new convertible Chevelle.

                            We always went to "the lake" in the summer. Everyone in my family went, sometimes more than once. It was about a two hour drive, and in the summer of 1971 we dropped the top on that new Chevelle, hopped in and headed out. For the first time, I was allowed to ride in the front seat so I felt like a big shot. For a few minutes, anyway.

                            We weren't very far from our destination. The paved roads had long since turned to gravel and were soon to turn to dirt. The warmth of the afternoon sun played across my face in time with the shadows being cast from the trees that now surrounded us on either side. For many years my dad wore a beard. This was before he started doing that. He was wearing cut-offs, a black t-shirt with a front pocket where he kept his cigarettes, and huarache sandals. My mom had hair to the middle of her back at the time. Jet black and she kept it straight. Sitting in the back seat of the convertible, she had it wound up so it wouldn't blow all over the place. She was wearing a paisley halter-top, cut-offs, and no shoes. She would never have worn shoes if she didn't have to. I had on a pair of red corduroy pants, an orange t-shirt advertising Schlitz beer, and blue tennis shoes.

                            The air smelled, looked, and felt like nature. Musty but dynamic and fresh at the same time. The scenary was gentle and inviting until you peered further beyond the treeline where it became darker and mysterious. Rolling at 30 miles an hour, hearing the crunch of the gravel and the low rumble of the small block 327 engine, I felt like we were mechanical interlopers in the garden of Eden. This feeling was amplified by a riff that came out of the car stereo right about then.

                            At the time I didn't know what the song was or who was performing it. But it captured my imagination. The intensity and desperation of the plaintive vocals seemed perfectly carried along by powerful and straightforward music. Together they conveyed a frantic urgency, devoid of contrivances. In my mind, it represented the contrast between the nature we found ourselves surrounded in, and the cold metal within which we were travelling. It represented the dichotomy between Joy to the World and the 500 civilians raped, tortured and killed at My Lai. That song recognized that we are all human beings living in a crazy world, and that it is a wonderful thing to be alive!

                            Whenever I hear Paranoid, I can smell the forest. I can feel the corduroy, see the gravel road reflecting in my dad's sunglasses, hear him tease my mom about the fact she never wears shoes, see her smile in response while grabbing at some of her jet black hair that got loose. Paranoid helped me grow up some back then, and helps me go back in time now.
                            Booooooom!!! ,,,, absolutely fantastic story and writing my brother ..... you obviously didn't want the prize , ie) the reason you waited til the polls were closed , great stuff!!


                            **** Vynlsol and Rollers inclusion , along with the 5 who did not make it into the drawing .... are ALL a perfect example of WHY I want to send 10 gems out instead of just 1 .... BUT , these are all perfect examples why I can't .... I'm a sap , and if I was to do that it would take away from any future contest ,,, so PLEASE everyone know "I LOVED THEM ALL!!!"


                            God Bless

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                            • Originally posted by Vynlsol View Post
                              Now that the stories have been told and the voting is over, here's mine:


                              Protests, riots, and domestic terrorism were the order of the day in various parts of the world. The Weather Underground blew the hell out of the United States capitol building in the spring, we were three years out from the My Lai massacre and one year out from Kent State. The Vietnam War continued to rage.

                              Three Dog Night's performance of Joy to the World dominated the airwaves, right along side music from Janis Joplin, Bill Withers, The Rolling Stones, The Who, and a host of others. Gasoline was 38 cents a gallon in the midewest, I was 12 years old, and my parents had just bought a new convertible Chevelle.

                              We always went to "the lake" in the summer. Everyone in my family went, sometimes more than once. It was about a two hour drive, and in the summer of 1971 we dropped the top on that new Chevelle, hopped in and headed out. For the first time, I was allowed to ride in the front seat so I felt like a big shot. For a few minutes, anyway.

                              We weren't very far from our destination. The paved roads had long since turned to gravel and were soon to turn to dirt. The warmth of the afternoon sun played across my face in time with the shadows being cast from the trees that now surrounded us on either side. For many years my dad wore a beard. This was before he started doing that. He was wearing cut-offs, a black t-shirt with a front pocket where he kept his cigarettes, and huarache sandals. My mom had hair to the middle of her back at the time. Jet black and she kept it straight. Sitting in the back seat of the convertible, she had it wound up so it wouldn't blow all over the place. She was wearing a paisley halter-top, cut-offs, and no shoes. She would never have worn shoes if she didn't have to. I had on a pair of red corduroy pants, an orange t-shirt advertising Schlitz beer, and blue tennis shoes.

                              The air smelled, looked, and felt like nature. Musty but dynamic and fresh at the same time. The scenary was gentle and inviting until you peered further beyond the treeline where it became darker and mysterious. Rolling at 30 miles an hour, hearing the crunch of the gravel and the low rumble of the small block 327 engine, I felt like we were mechanical interlopers in the garden of Eden. This feeling was amplified by a riff that came out of the car stereo right about then.

                              At the time I didn't know what the song was or who was performing it. But it captured my imagination. The intensity and desperation of the plaintive vocals seemed perfectly carried along by powerful and straightforward music. Together they conveyed a frantic urgency, devoid of contrivances. In my mind, it represented the contrast between the nature we found ourselves surrounded in, and the cold metal within which we were travelling. It represented the dichotomy between Joy to the World and the 500 civilians raped, tortured and killed at My Lai. That song recognized that we are all human beings living in a crazy world, and that it is a wonderful thing to be alive!

                              Whenever I hear Paranoid, I can smell the forest. I can feel the corduroy, see the gravel road reflecting in my dad's sunglasses, hear him tease my mom about the fact she never wears shoes, see her smile in response while grabbing at some of her jet black hair that got loose. Paranoid helped me grow up some back then, and helps me go back in time now.
                              We 've a got a Winner here !
                              bravo Vynlsol , It's like we were on the backseat during your family trip . Incredible writing with this matter of small details . Proud to have you as a main members of BSO . Respect .

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                              • Originally posted by BACK TO EDEN View Post
                                absolutely fantastic story and writing my brother
                                Thank you very much! Looking forward to seeing who gets to pick up that prize!


                                Originally posted by TYR66
                                We 've a got a Winner here !
                                bravo Vynlsol , It's like we were on the backseat during your family trip . Incredible writing with this matter of small details . Proud to have you as a main members of BSO . Respect .
                                That means a lot, thanks! I've always given a lot of weight to your thoughts, and I appreciate it.
                                gadji beri bimba glandridi laula lonni cadori - Ball

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