It still breaks my heart that I never got to see Black Sabbath live
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I'm a huge Black Sabbath fan. I listen to them every single day, I can play most of their songs on guitar and bass, and together with Hendrix and Zeppelin they've had a huge impact on me.
The problem is that I'm a bit younger, so I never really had the chance to see them. Back to the Beginning was my one and only opportunity. But my parents wouldn't let me fly there because they thought it was too expensive and too complicated. I watched the livestream instead and invited some friends over for a watch party. It was a great evening with my friends, but it still hurts knowing that I've seen so many great bands live, yet I never got to see the one that meant the most to me while all four original members were still alive.
It was a real, once-in-a-lifetime concert, and even a year later I still can't get over missing it. I keep asking myself why I didn't just go anyway. Screw the money, screw what my parents said - I wish I had just gotten on that plane.
Even now, a year later, I still don't know how to deal with the regret.
I'm sorry if I come across as a whiny child. I know I should be grateful for having a healthy life. So many people around the world are going through things that are far worse than what I'm dealing with, and my problems probably seem insignificant in comparison. But for some reason, I just can't get over this, and I simply needed to get it off my chest. I hope you can understand.
At least I met their first manager, Jim Simpson, a couple of months later in Birmingham, which was a really wonderful experience. I'm very grateful that I had the chance to meet him, and it's a memory I'll always treasure.