AC/DC continues their tradition of creating straight up, no bullshit rock ‘n roll for people who shotgun as many beers as they can on weekends before heading back to their dead end jobs on Monday

            I wish I could open with a kickass monologue that highlights the universal appeal that AC/DC has and continues to have with their latest release, Black Ice. I would bring up the fiery ruckus they created during their barnstorming of Britain back in the 70s. Or their triumphant return after the tragic death of legendary singer Bon Scott when they unveiled Brian Johnson as the new voice of AC/DC. But I can’t and I won’t because somebody beat me to it. I religiously read the AV Club online to get all my pop culture tidbits and while scrolling through the reader comments on the their album review of Black Ice I stumbled across one of the most poignant explanations of AC/DC’s fan base:

AC/DC makes music for people without useless graduate degrees in Native American Ceramics Studies…who work crushing, soul-numbing jobs and NEED a release on the weekend, screaming at a universe that doesn't give a shit about them. Cheap beer, a girlfriend that's seen better days, a job managing a bunch of asshole teenagers wearing The Bravery t-shirts, and a sinking feeling that your life isn't going to get all that better...what kind of music speaks to that man? How do you think he feels, Mr. Internet Douchebag?

F***ing. Thunder. Struck.

            That pretty much sums up Black Ice better than any review can. AC/DC continues their tradition of creating straight up, no bullshit rock ‘n roll for people who shotgun as many beers as they can on weekends before heading back to their dead end jobs on Monday. Black Ice contains all the memorable riffs, dirty lyrics, and nitty gritty good times that the past AC/DC releases have espoused. Each track may start with the same recycled opening chords that kick off every AC/DC song, but they still have the power and punch to make people across the world pump their fists and sing a long. Don’t expect an existential masterpiece a la the Beatles; instead get ready for an album that could be the soundtrack to 30+ years of rock ‘n roll partying.

            AC/DC has been creating anthems of self-destruction since the 1970s and thankfully with Black Ice our generation is finally graced with its own soundtrack to the Apocalypse.

Final Verdict – 4/5 Woovies