Liberty Rock

27/01/2026

06/07/2025

Last night I saw something end that I thought would never end.
I saw Ozzy, sitting like a tired king but still in love, saying goodbye to his story.
And there we were, all together, saying goodbye with him.

“Back to the Beginning” wasn’t just a concert.
It was a journey, a journey into everything we were when those notes changed us forever.
Those guitars, those drums, that voice... they were rough caresses, electric hugs.
A goodbye, yes. But said with the same sweetness with which one says: I will love you forever.

When they played “Paranoid”, all the people had tears in their eyes.
It wasn’t just a song.
It was a memory, a promise, a love that doesn’t want to die.

Ozzy said “I fu***ng love you” looking us in the eyes.
And in that moment I understood that rock can be very romantic.
Because it teaches you to stay, even when everything changes.
It teaches you that true love, like a good riff, never ends. It turns into an echo.

Thank you Sabbath!
For making me love every note as you love a person.
With loyalty.
With anger.
With all my soul.

🎸 “Back to the Beginning”… but the beginning, this time, is inside us.

Edit: Il Rock Al Tempo Degli Dei