Let There Be Rock, the fourth
AC/DC album -- and first to see simultaneous international release -- is as lean and mean as the original lineup ever got. Shaved down to the bone -- there are only eight tracks, giving this a lethal efficiency even with a couple of meandering jams -- this is a high-voltage, brutal record, filled with
"Bad Boy Boogie." It has a bit of a bluesier edge than other
AC/DC records, but this is truly the sound of the band reaching its peak. There's the near majesty of
"Let There Be Rock," there's
Bon Scott acknowledging with a wink that
"Hell Ain't a Bad Place to Be," and then there's the monumental
"Whole Lotta Rosie." Which gets down to a key thing about
AC/DC. If
Led Zeppelin were celebrating a
"Whole Lotta Love," AC/DC got down to the grimy details in their leering tribute to the joys of sex with a plus-sized woman. And that's
AC/DC's allure in a nutshell -- it's sweaty, dirty, nasty
rock, music that is played to the last call and beyond, and they've rarely done that kind of
rock better than they did here. ~ Stephen Thomas Erlewine
