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Last Thoughts on AC/DC

November 13, 2008 1:03 PM

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Last night we had the absolute pleasure of seeing AC/DC at Madison Square Garden. The S.S. recorded our thoughts:

-- The bathroom reeks of weed... that's a good sign.

-- They have ten stacks of Marshall amps -- that's rad -- but only two of them are actually miked.

-- That opening "Rock & Roll Train" cartoon is amazing, what with the devilish Angus character and the overt sexual tension and hot naked chicks and their heaving breasts and exaggerated, bulbous vaginas, etc., ... Sweet.

-- Why is it so goddamned loud? Is it because we're sitting in the middle of the floor at MSG, at the end of the catwalk, directly facing all the amps? But most of those amps aren't even plugged in. Every single instrument is cranked so high that it sounds like a muddy pile of shit.

-- Every single person around us is wearing earplugs. One guy is stuffing dollar bills in his ears.

-- Earplugs are for pussies.

-- We wish we were more drunk. Does anyone have any painkillers?

-- Sweet! "Back In Black"!

-- Dear God, please make them play "Rock & Roll Ain't Noise Pollution."

-- That huge locomotive stage prop in the back is fucking epic! Steam keeps coming out of it!

-- I guess that new song doesn't totally suck.

-- Would it be possible for them to just play every song from Back In Black, or would that be weird?

-- Isn't it amazing that Obama is president and AC/DC sold like 750,000 copies of Black Ice in its first week and have the Number One album in the country.

-- Look, I see an attractive girl in the crowd! You were wrong!

-- Does Cliff Williams get streaks in his hair?

-- This crowd sucks. The guys on the floor don't even salute Brian when he marches down the catwalk. We oughtta be promoters and put AC/DC in a club. Perhaps the Fillmore in San Francisco, or try to relive the magic of that show six years ago at the Roseland Ballroom. It sucks that there are chairs on the floor. People should be experiencing this rubbing up against each other, covered in sweat. And when they play in the club they have to play "Rock & Roll Ain't Noise Pollution."

-- Malcolm is so skinny and little. It's cool how, as opposed to Angus, he just stands there in one place and delivers those monster riffs.

-- Angus is the coolest motherfucker on the face of the earth

-- We could watch Angus' striptease for hours.

-- Where's the hell's bell? Did they leave it in storage in Chicago? Oh, there it is, way above the stage. Yes! it's coming down!

-- Brian looks like a Cirque Du Soleil performer swinging from the bell -- a little weird.

-- "I'm gonna get you! Satan get you! Hells bells! Hells bells! You got me ringin' hells bells! My temperature's risin'!" Yessss!!! Second greatest song ever!

-- Holy shit. The "Whole Lotta Rosie" doll is rubbing her g-spot in time to the music!

-- The cannons on "For Those About To Rock" are badass!

-- We have caused irreparable harm to our ears.

-- Maybe they'll play "Rock & Roll Ain't Noise Pollution" tomorrow night.