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I was digging through my old, old dust covered classic albums, looking for some new workout jams and I pulled out AC/DC'S Fly On the Wall album. It had been so long, years since I have listened to it that I didn't remember whether it was good or bad. But a lot of the songs are classic AC/DC cuts.
I put it on, cranked the volume and was immediately assaulted by hard driving rhythm riffs, screaming lyrics, thundering drums and the understated yet perfectly placed leads of Angus.
My blood began pounding, as my heart raced through the first set.
My last set approached, I was tired, feeling week, sweat dripping into me eyes and the mosquitoes smelling blood. I asked myself, do I really need one more set? At my age what's the difference?
Then the rhythm guitar begins a foot stomping, head banging riff, and Brian screams out, "Back in business again..."
My mind floods back to the day of doing drug deals of over $200,000, Uzi's, Mach 10's, and Tech 9's laid out on the table. Back to the days of 10's of Harleys riding down the road to a weekend rendezvous, cuts flapping in the wind. Days of fist fights, knife fights, old west style shoot outs.
One more set? Yeah it matters you big puss. So quit your whining, pick up the weight, cause it's back in business again time!
Honey, whattaya do for money?
I put it on, cranked the volume and was immediately assaulted by hard driving rhythm riffs, screaming lyrics, thundering drums and the understated yet perfectly placed leads of Angus.
My blood began pounding, as my heart raced through the first set.
My last set approached, I was tired, feeling week, sweat dripping into me eyes and the mosquitoes smelling blood. I asked myself, do I really need one more set? At my age what's the difference?
Then the rhythm guitar begins a foot stomping, head banging riff, and Brian screams out, "Back in business again..."
My mind floods back to the day of doing drug deals of over $200,000, Uzi's, Mach 10's, and Tech 9's laid out on the table. Back to the days of 10's of Harleys riding down the road to a weekend rendezvous, cuts flapping in the wind. Days of fist fights, knife fights, old west style shoot outs.
One more set? Yeah it matters you big puss. So quit your whining, pick up the weight, cause it's back in business again time!
Honey, whattaya do for money?
