Replacing Aerosmith as the band of choice for heavy machinery-loving primitives, these Aussies are a bit too archetypical. Angus Young does come up with some killer riffs, although not as often as a refined person such as myself would hope, while newly-recruited vocalist Brian Johnson sings as if he has a cattle prod at his scrotum, just the thing for fans who can't decide if their newfound testosterone is agony or ecstasy. Songs such as "Shake a Leg", "Given (sic) The Dog a Bone" and "Let Me Put My Love Into You" detail all the unimaginative sexual acts you'd imagine, while "What Do You Do For Money, Honey" has fewer answers than the average secretary would prefer. My sister is glad they don't write science fiction and if you're male feel free to share in her relief. Brothers are more deeply implicated in these matters. B-

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