__________________ "I will continue to be an impossible man as long as those men who are possible today remain possible." - Bakunin, letter to Ogarev.
"The ultimate aim of production is not production of goods, but the production of free human beings associated with one another on terms of equality." - John Dewey.
In what terms? Skill level? Mediocre. Actual singing ability? Not much. Variety? Little to none. Songs/lyrics? Above average
Success? They combined the above with some good marketing and sold to a genre of noise metal junkies and have made a fortune on it and the 80s metal crowd that hated alternative/new wave STILL love it.
Can't argue with success. I can take about 2-maybe-3 songs and I've had enough.
__________________ You can't always be first .... but you CAN be NEXT
Awww, why all the AC/DC hate? Well, I guess, yeah, the variety, they've released tons of albums, tons of them sound similar, a bunch of them kinda bad, but at their best they were just absolutely ass-rocking. Dirty Deeds, Highway to Hell, Back in Black, For Those About To Rock, especially the middle two basically all the songs are awesome.
As for the VH1 list, Nirvana and Guns N Roses don't fit on that level, but otherwise pretty good picks, I'd suppose.
__________________ "I will continue to be an impossible man as long as those men who are possible today remain possible." - Bakunin, letter to Ogarev.
"The ultimate aim of production is not production of goods, but the production of free human beings associated with one another on terms of equality." - John Dewey.
One observation about AC/DC that stands out to me is their popularity among rednecks. No other hard rock band comes even close, at least none I can recall. In my experience, country music loving shit kickers seem to have crossed the country/rock line and made AC/DC one of their own. Payback for Lynyrd Skynyrd I suppose.
I loved AC/DC when I was young. And I still do, actually, though I find their lyrics a bit repulsive. Not half as repulsive as rap, though.
But, alas, my AC/DC partying days are over and done with, so although I bump it in the car when I'm alone, I no longer blast it in the house, subject my children to it, or invite people over to listen to it at high, high volume.
__________________ Poor Spot! He was tired of being thought of as stupid. "I'm gonna join Mensa," he said to myself, "and then I'll be legally permitted to wear the society's insignia--a tattoo of a little map pin pushed into my flesh--and then everyone'll know that I'm not dumb at all!"
Spot Joins Mensa
by James "Kibo" Parry