Damn, I've been waiting for this day for about 6 years. You have no idea how pumped I am right now! Check out the new AC/DC single. Classic AC/DC. If you're an AC/DC fan you'll appreciate it. If not, you probably won't. This just made my day... Fuck yeah!
I'll be baking in the desert for the next few days. Hope everyone has a great weekend! I know I will...
Friday, August 29, 2008
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Was it written by Bach? Just asking...
I'm happy you're happy, CD. Of course, I haven't a clue. Will listen if you put a video.
These guys are smart enough to stick with what works.
Claudia-
If you click on the link and go to their page, the song automatically plays. I don't know of any videos as of yet. It's nothing close to Bach, so I don't know if you're gonna like it or not.
I grew up on these guys and they are a major influence to how and what I play today. That's why I'm so stoked they finally put out a new album.
Rock ’n Roll Train has been playing on CHOM FM all week man. It's pretty good.
Rock on, man. Have fun in the sun.
Listened to it a few times. I actually like it, CD. Lots of energy, good rhythm. The drummer is fabulous. My problem is I never catch the words. I would have to see them written. I was able to listen to parts of other songs on that page. Strange that it had taken 8 years for a new album.
Bon Scott croaked when I was in boot camp. Saw them with Pat Travers in 1978 and solo in 1977. First heard them on Radio Australia in 1975. I had to order the 8 track for Jailbreak from Australia. It was a totally new sound. Angus and Bon could really jam. We wore out the High Voltage 8 track repeatedly. Last song I heard in 79 when I went to Boot camp was "Highway to hell". I pretty much was if I did not get away from Georgia. Both of our CC's (Navy) were vietnam vets. One was a gunners mate and one was a seabee equipment operator. The Seabee was a first class (e-6), one of those whiskey slamming hellraisers that had every fucking medal there was and about two good conducts. His wife used to throw his ass out all the time when he was drunk. He had to sleep on his little cot in his office. He liked us, he wanted to tell us the shit we were going into but could not do it. He would drunkenly drop cigarettes, lighters, little stuff from the outside world.He always wondered why I never picked the smokes up. I did'nt like smoking, not cigarettes anyway. So one night he throws me the newspaper when I'm on watch, and I grab it quick. He says "some little faggot died, it's on page six. Then he says "we are on that highway son. Some of us come back, Some of us fucking don't. You'll come back". I just figured he was drunk. Then I saw it on page six, "Bon Scott dead at 23". We must of passed the paper around for two days. Not a damn one of us cared about the Iran hostage updates. All we cared about was Bon Scott. We were some naive little fuckers.
Rock on.
thevetfromhell
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