I know it was 1975, but you’ve only to look at the cover of this album to know that this band were seriously fucked; Geezer appears to be auditioning for Brotherhood of Man, Iommi is a depressed genie, Ward is caught changing into his moonlighting role as Brum’s most frightening Santa and Ozzy has, once again, been pulled from the Acid Queen’s dressing-up box.
Incredible that the album makes any sense at all, then. Astounding that it contains one of their best tracks (Symptom of the Universe). Unbelievable that the remastering has dealt successfully with the original’s tinny timbre (Megalomania excepted). Black Sabbath’s most under-rated album? I think so.