Ozzy Osbourne 1948-2025: A life in pictures
, who has
died at the age of 76
, was best known as the frontman of Black Sabbath.
At the forefront of the heavy metal scene, Osbourne had a theatrical stage presence, once biting off the head of a bat and styling himself as the Prince of Darkness.
Black Sabbath's eponymous debut album in 1970 made the UK top 10 and paved the way for a string of hit records.
They went on to become one of the most influential and successful metal bands of all time, selling more than 75 million albums worldwide.
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Earlier this month Osbourne bid farewell to fans with a Black Sabbath reunion, telling thousands of heavy metal enthusiasts at Villa Park, Birmingham that it was 'so good to be on this stage' as he performed his last set from a large black throne.
Here is a selection of photographs capturing his music career and life.
Black Sabbath, 1970s: Geezer Butler, Tony Iommi, Bill Ward and Ozzy Osbourne. Photograph: Chris Walter/WireImage
Ozzy Osbourne with his wife, Sharon, and children Kelly and Jack. Photograph: Ian West/PA Wire
Ozzy Osbourne on stage with Ricky Martin, Rod Stewart and Cliff Richard during the Golden Jubilee concert at Buckingham Palace in 2002. Photograph: Stefan Rousseau/PA Wire
Ozzy Osbourne arriving for the UK Music Hall Of Fame in 2005. Photograph: Yui Mok/PA Wire.
Ozzy Osbourne performing during the Black Sabbath The End Tour in August 2016. Photograph: Kevin Mazur/WireImage/Getty Images
Ozzy Osbourne performing at the Birmingham 2022 Commonwealth Games closing ceremony. Photograph:Ozzy Osbourne with his wife, Sharon, and children Kelly, Jack and Aimee at the Kerrang Awards 1997 in London. Photograph: Neil Munns/PA Wire
Ozzy Osborne with his wife, Sharon, and Ant McPartlin (left) and Declan Donnelly (right) at the Royal Albert Hall in London, 2004. Photograph: Myung Jung Kim/PA Wire
Ozzy Osbourne with his wife, Sharon, and daughter, Kelly arriving at the Hertfordshire home David Beckham and his wife Victoria for their pre-World Cup party in 2006. Photograph: Chris Radburn/PA Wire
Geezer Butler, Tommy Iommi and Ozzy Osbourne from Black Sabbath in 2013. Photograph: Ian West/PA Wire
Ozzy Osbourne and Kermit the Frog backstage for a concert to commemorate the Golden Jubilee of Queen Elizabeth II. Photograph: Peter Jordan/PA Wire
Ozzy Osbourne performing in 2022 in Birmingham. Photograph: David Davies/PA Wire
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