Seriously though why do they do that?? It’s a common theme during solos, I don’t get it. It’s like a vocalist singing the main vocal melody and they pan to the drummer.
I'm no expert but he added so much to his live renditions to emulate what he laid down in multiple tracks in the studio. The result is frickin' brilliance. Yes, much better than studio.
What a tragedy it was the when the plane accident took Randy's life. Not having a high quality pro-shot complete concert adds to the tragedy of the loss of his genius. It almost seems like a conspiracy that good RR footage is so rare. This video is great for what it is, but in the end it's just a teaser for what we should have. If not for the "After Hours" footage we would really be hurting for better RR live video. I still don't get why management did not see the value of shooting video of concerts. Thanks again Sharon! Mtv was already a thing when he was killed. It's not like music videos were a completely new thing for the promotion of bands even without Mtv.
what a lot of people do not realize in this example is Randy has his Wah on and cocked in the middle the whole song. Rudy Sarzo said that Randy often did this and most people never realized it. Much more focused sound than say the After Hours performance.
Thank you for posting this! With such little footage of Randy in his element playing live, this video is truly something special. Hopefully more videos like this get posted for all of us to enjoy.
Years ago,, Ozzy Osborne was coming to the Sam Houston Coliseum on February 17th (1982). Since first hearing Ozzy’s “Blizzard of Oz” solo album, his new guitar player Randy Rhoads had become my guitar hero. I didn't know much about him, nor did I even know what he looked like, because Ozzy's album pictures really didn't distinguish who was who in the band photo. To this point, I had assumed that the dark-haired guy (Rudy) was the guitar player I had recently come to idolize. Anyway, my girlfriend Mindy and our housemate Chris quickly found a way to score some tickets for the show. I figured if we showed up at the arena early enough, we might get a chance to meet the band before the show. It was a warm afternoon in Houston when Chris, Mindy and I arrived at the concert hall. We made our way around to the loading dock side of the building to look for tour buses or any other sign of band life. The road crew had already arrived and was setting up the elaborate stage for the “Diary of A Madman” tour. Surprisingly, the atmosphere was very relaxed. We were able to simply walk in and observe at our leisure without anyone hassling us. This went on for the better part of the afternoon. As we loitered about the premises, I befriended Randy’s guitar tech. He informed me that the band would be showing up around 5pm to do a soundcheck. In the meantime, he invited me into a makeshift dressing room to have a look at Randy’s guitars. They were sitting on guitar stands right in front of me. Just feet away from my hands were Randy’s signature cream Les Paul with the snakeskin strap, along with three custom made “V” shaped guitars. His polka-dot V, white pinstripe V and a black one, the latter two sporting the name “Jackson” on the headstocks. At this point, I was not really familiar with his guitars. And this was also long before Jackson Guitars became a household name. Needless to say, I was quite intrigued by them. Luckily, I had the presence of mind to bring a disposable camera with me. I asked the guitar tech if I could take a few pictures of the guitars. He didn’t mind, so I began to snap away. Just as I was photographing the assortment of guitars, a rather large and in charge road manager walked in on me and freaked out. “What the f#$k are you doing in here??? Gimme that efffing camera, those are custom made guitars!” he barked. The guitar tech tried to quell the big fellows concerns, but he would have no part in negotiating any compromise. “Gimme the effing camera if you wanna see the show” he demanded. As a 22 year old punk kid, I was in no position to argue, so I reluctantly gave the Paul Bunion looking troll my stupid camera. The guitar tech apologized for the road managers over-reaction and allowed us all to stay and hang out. Like clockwork, the tour bus pulled into the loading dock at 5pm. Tommy Aldridge, Rudy Sarzo and Randy Rhoads soon stepped out. Randy was wearing blue jeans, a black pleather jacket with no shirt under it with a white towel draped around his neck. Absent from the group was Ozzy, who apparently didn’t do soundcheck with the rest of the group. I quickly made my way over to who I thought was Randy and asked for an autograph. Slightly unprepared, I only had a small piece of paper that I had found nearby for them to sign. Rudy signed one side of the paper and Randy Rhoads signed the other side. I managed to make some small talk, at first thinking that Rudy was actually Randy. Up to this point, (As I said, I wasn’t entirely sure what Randy actually looked like). “Man, you’re a great guitar player” I said. Rudy looked at me sort of puzzled and pointed me in the direction of the actual Randy Rhoads. Needless to say, I felt like a douche. Randy was very unassuming, soft-spoken and frankly humble. He happily complied with my autograph request. He had to lean the small piece of paper onto the side of the cinder block wall in order to write his signature. He simply wrote, "Randy Rhoads". After several minutes, the band disappeared inside the arena and we followed along like lemmings. During their soundcheck, I stood directly in front of Randy Rhoads as the band ran through the song “Mr. Crowley” in its entirety. Randy was playing his cream Les Paul and never sounded better. I was in awe that afternoon, watching this soon to be legend warming up for the impending show right before my eyes. Except for my girlfriend Mindy, Chris and myself, (and a few road-crew guys), there was nobody else in the arena. A few short weeks later, Randy, twenty-five years old, was killed in a plane crash in Leesburg, Florida. I was devastated. His autograph remains framed on my studio wall to this day. Also, a few weeks earlier on March 5th, John Belushi died of a cocaine overdose. You could feel a chill in the psyche of the masses around Houston who had just absorbed the news of both of their untimely deaths. Both tragedies were a stark reminder of my own mortality....Can you imagine what would have been captured on my disposable camera had I been allowed to keep it??? That Tour managers action is a loss for the entire world. Jeff Dyer - Uncle Sally
I'd bet this is from the rumored full filmed concert that was set to air on MTV but was shelved after Randy passed. We all know there's more film out there and I have no idea what they're waiting for. All Randy and Ozzy fans would pay big to see it.
You bet there is, few years back a director could persuade a producer to make a documentary about Randy focusing on his life not his death, he started to shoot and interviewing with family and friends and then he wanted to talk to the Osbornes (Sharon) for interview and ask for footage and such. They said No and he couldn't get anything and when after over a year begging Osbornes not only refused to participate but sue him and get the court order that the director had to hand over any footage he had to Sharon. Sharon is a special lady deserves a spacial place in the other side of Heaven
Never seen this footage before! It's amazing, even if in Randy's solos the camera points to Tommy Aldridge and Ozzy's belly. Where did it come from, and is there more? RR GOAT!
It was shot in Albuquerque 7 Jan. 1982 by the local CBS News affiliate. There is an interview with Ozzy backstage and the opening song, Over The Mountain as well. It's on RU-vid and on the Ozzman cometh box set, so I hear. I was 14 and in there somewhere with my mom and sister. 🤘🏽
I'd like to see this in HD quality but Sharon wouldn't want to pay other musicians in this video any roayalties or even the people that restored the quality...
Sharron: "No, we never took any film of the shows. Didn't even occur to us to film." ... Me: "Ya, right. Whatever you say liar-mouth." I'd better be able to see one of Randy's Dairy shows before i kick the bucket,or i might have to come back and haunt someone's ass!!
The video is anything but professional or high quality or even good but it ripped my heart Randy's powerful and unique performance, we missed out on someone truly special, I condemn that bus driver took Randy against his will to that damn plane I hope he is rotting in hell
