I’m listening to AC/DC’s new album, fresh out from the PirateBay. Already the third track is unbelievable stuff, almost “innovative” by AC/DC standards. Just putting out a song titled “Big Jack” is a bit like Stallone releasing the new gore Rambo. In-your-face. One of the big surprises is Brian Johnson. He’s god damn sixty but he has probably never sounded this good. Have they worked his voice with tech or what? Angus is slower and there are no fast numbers but what the hell. Black Ice r-o-c-k-s.
Compare this to Metallica, the old compatriots from the days of Beavis & Butthead. Couple weeks back I was driving my kids to the kindergarten when I hear something familiar on the radio… “Is this Hetfield…?” I wonder. “Is this Metallica’s new single…?” It was, and the song was about to turn to the quick part. Wow, Kirk finally free. A complete old-skool Metallica song. Fist pumping in the air… Ok, first impression history, let’s look back. That’s probably the best song from Death Magnetic. It’s basically a copy of One without Lars kicking butt. Actually Kirk has missed the drive as well. It’s just James out there with his trademark machine gun riffs.
AC/DC wins this round 2-0.