I have a confession to make, this fifty something refugee from a life well lived used to be a heavy metal aficionado. Hard noise in the teenage years echoed the testosterone within. My first rock ‘n roll love was dark and heavy, and the first album I ever bought was a headbanging opus. I was totally into one band and that group was Black Sabbath. I was nine years old, and I loved the Satan worshipping boys from Britain. Geezer Butler on bass, Tony Iomi on lead guitar, and, yes, Ozzy Osborne on vocals. These were my foot stomping and riff pounding heroes. I prayed at the dark church of the Black Sabbath.