Picks and Pans Review: If You Want Blood
As if the title didn't say it all, the lurid album artwork shows lead guitarist Angus Young taking his ax through the heart. But graphics aside, AC/DC cuts through the overproduced rock and disco flab of the 70s to the muscles and nerves of the genre. The raw, explosive live album starts out with Riff Raff, a speeding number reminiscent of Led Zeppelin, and then moves on like a stalking monster, with no mind-expanding lyrics, no artsy pretense. It's all grit—guitars, bass and drums engaged, it seems, in a game of rock'n'roll chicken: No one flinches and everyone (mainly the audience) wins. On numbers like Bad Boy Boogie, Whole Lotta Rosie and the LP's token slow-blues. The Jack, AC/DC proves there is still something primitively thrilling about the wild, lonely howl of a lead guitar above a thundering drum/bass line.