ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã…â€œMom, you fell asleep at a Black Sabbath concert,ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã‚Â my dear progeny stated with exasperation is his voice. ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã…â€œHow could you?ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã‚Â asked many of my students when I admitted to them the faux pas in the rock-n-roll venue. Oh, I fell asleep during Pink Floyd too, and come to think of it, Spring Awakening, and every event I go to that commences at what should be my ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã…â€œtucky byÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã‚Â time. I am old, well not as old as Ozzy, but why canÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢t he have started the concert at an early bird, not one full hour after the slated start time? Not that Ozzy wasnÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢t brilliant as he is as an entertainer.