It’s hard to think back on certain eras of music without thinking about how those eras were branded. The sixties brought us free love, the seventies groovy acid rock and progressive rock, and the 80’s sort of combined the sixties and seventies and took its love affair with sex, drugs and rock and roll to
If you’re a fan of Ozzy Osbourne, the chances are pretty good that you’ve heard of Zakk Wylde. Zakk had the dubious distinction of taking the guitar helm after Jake E. Lee and expected to pick up where legend Randy Rhoads left off. Little did that twenty three year old kid know that he’d one day carve out such a deep niche that people would no longer be uttering Zakk’s name after Randy’s, but along side of his. That’s quite an accomplishment for someone who helped usher in Ozzy’s most successful period in music. As a guitar player, his reputation precedes him. As a student of music, he is intensely serious about embracing it in all of its forms.
It’s hard to describe festivals outside of the normal parameters of setup and slate. The DNA resembles one part carnival, one part concert and one part spectacle. On the surface, the analysis of the Mayhem Festival is no different. In short it’s a lot of bands, lots of merchandise, lots flying motorcycles and a veritable dustbowl of pits created by fans taking in the pulse of the ten hour feast of metal mania. The only way to understand it isn’t just to experience it. The only way to understand it is to live it.