Black Sabbitch

Black Sabbitch is the brainchild of Angie Scarpa (drums) and Blare N. Bitch (Guitar). Coming from the world of original music, each woman was already considered to be among the best at what they do, Blare having lead the all girl powerhouse "Betty Blowtorch" and Angie drumming for post punk thrashers "The Art of Safecracking". Friends for over a decade, Angie and Blare decided to get together one night and play some Sabbath and from the first downbeat of "War Pigs" they knew they had something special.
Blare's distinctive, left handed lead style and Gibson SG make her the virtual clone of Tony Iommi (with a few obvious differences.) and Angie literally learned to play using the early Sabbath catalogue as a teacher. Hearing her play, it is uncanny how similar her style is to legendary Sabbath skinsman, Bill Ward.
Having never considered the idea of doing a "tribute" or cover band, the girls decided to simply call themselves THE All Female Black Sabbath, taking the name Black Sabbitch and setting out to recruit their Geezer and Ozzy.
Melanie Makaiwi was their first choice for a bass player, having played bass with Angie in The Art of Safecracking and having lead her own band "Penny Dreadfuls". Just like Sabbath bassist Geezer Butler, Melanie began her career as a lead guitarist later falling in love with the bass and never going back. Angie and Melanie play instinctually with one another. Close your eyes and you will swear you are listening to Butler and Ward.
This ain't no wig wearing bunch of weekend warriors.
Black Sabbitch have since been selling out shows and wowing even the most difficult to please Sabbath fanatics, gaining a rabid fan base. They were hand picked by Sharon and Ozzy Osbourne himself to open the inaugural Ozzfiesta in 2015.
The LA Weekly recently said of Black Sabbitch. "Finally Black Sabbitch took the stage and pretty much melted everyones' faces. The all-female Black Sabbath... were not only talented — nailing every note of the legendary group's familiar repertoire — but were captivating to an almost distracting level. Looking up at them from the crowd (which had erupted into a mosh pit...) I couldn't help but wonder what these women's stories were. They emanated the effortless cool of rock and roll, but with about 10 extra ounces of sexy confidence... LA WEEKLY