It's summertime, and the livin' is easy. Nothin' to do but sit in the AC, read a good book and wait patiently for Ozzfest to hit town. That's right, Ozzfest. You can say what you want about the ticket price (too high), the choice of venue (St. Louis' beautiful landfill on the floodplain) and the rather narrow scope of musical styles represented (everything from extreme metal to rap metal to extreme rap metal), but you can't really knock Ozzy or his cult-of-personality medicine show. We heartily endorse the excess, spectacle and spirit of Ozzfest. Sure, it draws every strip-mall punker, suburban funky-metalhead and would-be trench-coat Mafioso in a 30-mile radius, but that's what... More >>>