AC/DC
Ballbreaker

THE REVIEW

Here I am to tackle a review of the immortal AC/DC. Many people might wonder why this band continues to succeed despite releasing records that are always quite similar to one another? I asked myself the same question, and perhaps the only sensible answer is that they are glorified for being a no-frills band—steady 4/4 drumming, no effects for the Young brothers, and lots and lots of hard rock.

But now let's talk about the album in question: "Ballbreaker". This work comes a full 5 years after its predecessor, “The Razors Edge,” and features a substantial difference. Phil Rudd returns to the drums to "hit hard" after about 12 years of absence. For the rest, nothing changes; the lyrics are written by the Young brothers, relegating Brian Johnson once again to just the role of singer.
I'll get straight to the point without hesitation: this is a rock-solid, hard album, in pure AC/DC style, just for a change.
There isn't a track on this record that makes you cringe.
The dance opens with "Hard As A Rock," the lyrics are a whole program (for those who don’t feel like reading, just watch the video to understand the theme), but the song becomes an anthem, perhaps not on par with "Thunderstruck," but effective enough to consistently feature in concert setlists.

"The Furor," "Hail Caesar," "Whiskey On The Rocks," and "Caught With Your Pants Down" are tough songs perfect for driving your neighbors nuts with the volume.
In "Boogie Man" and "Honey Roll," the blues roots that marked some tracks of the Scott era reemerge (see "Night Prowler").
Unforgettable is "Burnin' Alive," characterized by one of the first AC/DC lyrics carrying a "committed" message.
The album ends with the title track, 4:30 of monotonous riffs, and there couldn’t have been a more fitting choice for the name of this track and the album itself.

Evidently, the journey to hell is not yet over