Brian was the one to introduce me to Black Sabbath. We were cruising around in his big old car one afternoon listening to our favorite metal music when all of a sudden the speaker on the floor at my feet began to ooze this black syrupy molasses type of music all over my shoes.
It was Sweet Leaf by Black Sabbath. For as much music as I had collected over the years, I’m still surprised at hwo some legendary acts like Sabbath had eluded me. At this time, even Pink Floyd was just Dark Side Of The Moon. Now this wasn’t Heavy Metal like I was accustomed to, you know Accept, Mötley Crüe, Def Leppard and such.
This seemed more medieval or mythological. I’m not sure if that was due to the sound of their music, the “Sabbath” in their name or the fact that they had been around for a relativlely long time already. The surely didn’t sound like the other metal bands with there buzz saw guitars and pounding bass and percussion. This was quite different. Heavy but maybe not so much metal. It was still an awesome sound to behold and I was quickly the owner of a couple of Black Sabbath albums. There are some classic here.
Sweet Leaf
Children Of The Grave
Orchid
Into The Void