The stacked bill works like this: Live Aid style, a rotating stage, short sets with about five minutes between them. Some are full bands, some are supergroups of legends. Everyone does a Sabbath or Ozzy cover. Hunky Hollywood beefcake and metal maniac Jason Momoa acts as compere for most of it, interspersed with funny Ozzy clips and messages from absent mates like Judas Priest, Korn, Def Leppard and ELTON FUCKING JOHN, as well as a truly emotional, brilliant message from Kathy Rhoads, sister of late, legendary Ozzy axeman Randy. Between that, Slipknot's Sid Wilson spins the tunes, dressed in a Villa shirt.
It all happens so fast and relentlessly that, even with no-shows from Jonathan Davis, Freddy D annd Wolfgang Van Halen, there’s no time for food, drink, a piss, anything other than watching the greatest show on Earth rushing at you at lightspeed.
At just gone 1pm, the day’s first heroes appear. After tearing through Black Tongue and Blood And Thunder – cursed by a mess of sound coming through the PA – Mastodon’s Brann Dailor takes on the job of not just drumming the expert-level jazzy rhythms of Sabbath’s Supernaut, but singing it as well. The Atlanta heavies, decked out in Sabbath shirts, were always going to be a sure thing today – but on form like this, they set the bar impossibly high at the first throw.
Rival Sons follow, with singer Jay Buchanan looking like end-of-days Jim Morrison, but delivering a near-perfect version of Electric Funeral. Ten minutes later, Anthrax – clad in Sabbath Bloody Anthrax shirts – to rip through Indians, and a note-perfect version of Into The Void. Then Halestorm appear, looking like The Midlands’ most excited people, with Lzzy Hale in tasseled jacket and sporting no end of crucifixes, to do Ozzy banger Perry Mason. After that, Lamb Of God arrive, do an incredible version of Redneck, put their own spin of Children Of The Grave, and Randy Blythe, inan odd fit of joy, chucks his smeggy trainers into the crowd.
This all happens with change to spare from an hour. It’s that fast. Then it’s time for the first of the day’s much talked-about supergroups curated by Tom Morello. Lzzy Hale joins Faith No More/Ozzy drummer Mike Bordin, Extreme/Rihanna guitar whiz Nuno Bettencourt, ex-Megadeth bassist Davis Ellefson, keyboardist Adam Wakemen and one-time Ozzy axeman Jake E Lee for The Ultimate Sin, before Disturbed’s David Draiman (who arrives to chorus of boos) takes on Sweet Leaf and Shot In The Dark. He is the day’s only weak link, unconvincing in his delivery. Much better is Ugly Kid Joe’s Whitfield Crane, backed by Sleep Token drummer II. Weirdly, though, it’s YUNGBLUD who steals the segment, with a genuinely touching rendition of weepy Vol. 4 ballad Changes, preceded by a dedication to late Liverpool football hero Diogo Jota from Nuno, in Portuguese. Surprised as some may be at YUNGBLUD turnung up, he is fucking brilliant, understanding both the assignment, and how to get a stadium full of people on your side.