BIRMINGHAM, UK — What was meant to be a private farewell turned into a profoundly moving and emotional public tribute, as YUNGBLUD broke down in tears outside the church where the funeral of Ozzy Osbourne was held, surrounded by mourners, rock legends, and heartbroken fans who lined the streets in solemn respect.
Clad in all black, his jacket subtly emblazoned with the words “Rock ’n’ Roll Forever” and a silver crucifix around his neck, YUNGBLUD appeared emotionally fragile — a far cry from his usual high-octane persona. When approached by reporters after the service, the 27-year-old musician paused, took a deep breath, and began to speak about his deep bond with Ozzy — not just as a musical inspiration, but as someone he came to see as an adopted father figure in the rock world.
“Ozzy gave people like me — misfits, outsiders — a place to belong,” he said, visibly trembling. “When I first met him, I couldn’t even speak. He looked me in the eye and said, ‘Be you. Loudly. Proudly.’ That changed my life. He meant everything to me.”
As he spoke, YUNGBLUD’s voice cracked and he wiped tears from his eyes, his eyeliner streaking down his cheeks. Cameras respectfully captured the moment as he held up a handwritten note he had placed among a sea of floral tributes — lyrics from “Dreamer,” one of Ozzy’s most poignant songs. “I’m just a dreamer, I dream my life away…”
Fans nearby joined in soft applause as YUNGBLUD knelt to lay a single black rose at the chapel steps, his shoulders shaking with grief. Earlier in the service, he was seen embracing Kelly Osbourne, both emotionally drained, both shaped by the same man whose voice had soundtracked their youth.
Though he didn’t perform during the funeral, sources say YUNGBLUD had privately offered to sing “Changes” — Ozzy’s heartfelt duet with his daughter Kelly — but the family opted to keep the service minimal and focused on quiet remembrance. Still, his presence alone became a symbol of Ozzy’s cross-generational influence, bridging the gap between the godfathers of metal and the raw energy of modern alternative rock.
“I wouldn’t be here — I wouldn’t be alive — if it weren’t for Ozzy,” YUNGBLUD whispered as he left. “He gave me courage. He gave me fire. I’ll never stop singing for him.”
As black cars rolled away and the rain began to fall gently on Birmingham, one thing was clear: Ozzy Osbourne’s impact didn’t die with him — it lives on in the tears, the music, and the broken but unbowed voices of those he left behind.
Rest in peace, Ozzy. The stage is darker without you — but the echoes of your roar will never fade.
