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AC/DC

AC/DC

Avec plus de vingt albums à leur actif, AC/DC est sans doute "THE" groupe de hard-rock.

« Je ne sais pas comment l’expliquer, mais à la différence des autres guitaristes qui parcourent de la main le manche de leur guitare, j’ai l’impression que chez moi, c’est mon corps entier qui se pose sur le manche ! Les autres piquent une note avec un doigt, moi, je saute de tout mon corps sur cette note !!»
Angus Young


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Composition

Mark Evens

Mark Evens []
[Basse]
Il est né le 2 mars 1956 et n'a été dans le groupe que de 1975 à 1977.

Brian Johnson

Brian Johnson []
[Chant]
Brian Johnson est né le 5 octobre 1947 à Newcastle. Il est le chanteur du groupe depuis Avril 1980.

Phil Rudd

Phil Rudd []
[Batterie]
Phil Rudd est né le 19 mai 1954 à Melbourne en Australie. Il est le batteur de Mars 1975 à Mai 1983 puis depuis Août 1994.

Bon Scott

Bon Scott []
[Chant]
Bon Scott (Ronald Belford), est né le 9 juillet 1946 pour nous quitter le 19 février 1980. Il a été chanteur du groupe de Mars 1975 Février 1980.

Chris Slade

Chris Slade []
[Batterie]
Il est né le 30 Octobre 1946 en Angleterre. Il a été batteur de 1990 à 1994.

Cliff Williams

Cliff Williams []
[Basse]
Cliff Williams est né le 14 décembre 1949 dans la banlieu londonienne. Il est le bassiste du groupe depuis Mai 1977.

Simon Wright

Simon Wright []
[Batterie]
Simon Wright est né le 19 juin 1963 et est batteur de 1983 à 1988 puis pendant la tourné américaine de 1988.

Angus Young

Angus Young []
[Guitare Solo]
Angus Young est né le 31 mars 1955 à Glasgow en Écosse

Malcolm Young

Malcolm Young []
[Guitare Rythmique]
Malcolm Young (grand frère d'Angus Young) est né le 6 janvier 1953 à Glasgow

Albums

T.N.T. (Australie) []
[20-02-1976]
High Voltage []
[14-04-1976]
Let There Be Rock []
[14-10-1977]
Powerage []
[10-05-1978]
If You Want Blood []
[24-10-1978]
Highway To Hell []
[27-07-1979]
Back In Black []
[21-05-1980]
Flick Of The Switch []
[19-07-1983]
'74 Jailbreak []
[15-10-1984]
Fly On The Wall []
[28-06-1985]
Who Made Who []
[27-04-1986]
Blow Up Your Video []
[29-01-1988]
The Razors Edge []
[24-09-1990]
Live []
[29-10-1992]
Ballbreaker []
[22-09-1995]
Volts []
[14-11-1997]
Stiff Upper Lip []
[25-02-2000]

Who Made Who

Who Made Who []

l'album

27-04-1986
Line-up : il s'agit d'une compil, donc pas de line-up pour cet album.
Producteur : Harry Vanda & George Young
Lieu d'enregistrement : Compass Point Studios, Nassau, Bahamas

01. Who Made Who

The video game says play me Face it on a level
But it take you every time, on a one on one
Feel it runnin' down your spine
Nothin' gonna save your one last dime
'Cause it own you, through and through
The data bank know my number, says I gotta pay
'Cause I made the grade last year
Feel it when I turn the screw
Kicks you round the world
There ain't a thing that it can't do
Do to you, yeah
Who made who? Who made you?
Who made who? Ain't nobody told you
Who made who? Who made you?
If you made them and they made you
Who picked up the bill
And who made who? Yeah! Who made who?
Who turned the screw? Yeah!
Satellites send me a picture, get it in the eye
Take it to the wire, spinnin' like a dynamo
Feel it goin' round and round
Runnin' outta chips
You got no line, in the eight bit town
So don't look down, no!
Ain't nobody told you, oh!
Who made who? Who made you?
Who made who? Ain't nobody told you
Who made who? Who made you?
If you made them and they made you
Who picked up the bill
And who made who? Ain't nobody told you
Who made who? Who made you?
Who made who? Who made you?
Nobody told you

02. You Shook Me All Night Long

She was a fast machine
She kept her motor clean
She was the best damn woman that I'd ever seen
She had the sightless eyes
Telling me no lies
Knockin' me out with those American thighs
Taking more than her share
Had me fighting for air
She told me to come, but I was already there

'Cause the walls start shaking
The earth was quaking
My mind was aching
And we were making it and you

Shook me all night long
Yeah you shook me all night long

Working double time
On the seduction line
She was one of a kind, she's just mine all mine
She wanted no applause
Just another course
Made a meal out of me and came back for more
Had to cool me down
To take another round
Now I'm back in the ring to take another swing

'Cause the walls were shaking
The earth was quaking
My mind was aching
And we were making it and you

Shook me all night long
Yeah you shook me all night long
And knocked me out and then you
Shook me all night long
You had me shakin' and you
Shook me all night long
Yeah, you shook me
Well, you took me

You really took me and you
Shook me all night long
Ooooh you
Shook me all night long
Yeah, yeah, you
Shook me all night long

Your really took me and you
Yeah you shook me, yeah you shook me
All night long

04. Sink The Pink

Put your gear into fire
Lay your bullets on the ground
Turn your head to desire
There's a woman going down
She said she'll rack you up, all the way
Then she gonna spit you out, count your days
She says choice is yours, casually
So why don't you do what comes naturally

Sink the pink, it's all the fashion
Drink the drink, it's old fashioned
Gimme water, gimme wine
Gonna show you, a good time
Sink the pink, sink the pink

Got a fever running high
Give you wings to make you fly
She school you like a fool
She make you break the rules
She wanna give you a shot, hit the spot
And I'm gonna rack 'em up, get it hot
She said, make it good, satisfy
You know that woman got Dallas eyes

Sink the pink, it's all the fashion
Drink the drink, it's old fashioned
Gimme water, gimme wine
Gonna show you, a good time
Sink the pink, sink the pink

Sink the pink, it's all the fashion
Drink the drink, it's old fashioned
Gimme water, gimme wine
Gonna show you, a good time
Sink the pink, sink the pink, sink the pink
Sink the pink
Sink the pink

05. Ride On


It's another lonely evening
And another lonely town
But I ain't too young to worry
And I ain't too old to cry
When a woman gets me down
Got another empty bottle
And another empty bed
Ain't too young to admit it
And I'm not too old to lie
I'm just another empty head

That's why I'm lonely
I'm so lonely
But I know what I'm gonna do

I'm gonna ride on
Ride on
Ride on, standing on the edge of the road
Ride on, thumb in the air
Ride on, one of these days I'm gonna
Ride on, change my evil ways
Till then I'll just keep dragging on

Broke another promise
And I broke another heart
But I ain't too young to realize
That I ain't too old to try
Try to get back to the start
And it's another red light nightmare
Another red light street
And I ain't too old to hurry
Cause I ain't too old to die
But I sure am hard to beat

But I'm lonely
Lord I'm lonely
What am I gonna do

Ride on
Ride on, got myself a one-way ticket
Ride on
Ride on, going the wrong way
Ride on, gonna change my evil ways
Ride on, one of these days
One of these days

Ride on
Ride on
I'm gonna ride on
Ride on, looking for a truck
Ride on
Ride on, keep on riding
Riding on and on and on

06. Hells Bells

I'm a rolling thunder, a pouring rain
I'm comin' on like a hurricane
My lightning's flashing across the sky
You're only young, but you're gonna die

I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives
Nobody's putting up a fight
I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell
I'm gonna get you, Satan get you

Hell's bells
Yeah, hell's bells
You got me ringing hell's bells
My temperature's high, hell's bells

I'll give you black sensations up and down your spine
If you're into evil, you're a friend of mine
See my white light flashing as I split the night
'Cause if good's on the left, then I'm stickin' to the right

I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives
Nobody's puttin' up a fight
Aw, I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell
I'm gonna get you, Satan get you

Hell's bells
Aw, hell's bells
You got me ringing hell's bells
My temperature's high, hell's bells

Yeow

Hell's bells, Satan's comin' to you
Hell's bells, he's ringing them now
Hell's bells, the temperature's high
Hell's bells, across the sky
Hell's bells, they're takin' you down
Hell's bells, they're draggin' you around
Hell's bells, gonna split the night
Hell's bells, there's no way to fight, yeah

Ow
Ow, ow
Ow

Hell's bells

07. Shake Your Fondations


See me leaning, on the bar
I got my head in a whiskey jar
Feeling good cause the city's alive
I'm getting ready to rock and jive
I get up and I slide across the floor
You wanna come an' I'll meet you at the door
No one can stop us 'cos we're feeling too right
We're gonna steal our way around tonight
Alright, alright

Aye, aye, oh, shake your foundations
Aye, aye, oh, shake it to the floor
Aye, aye, oh, shake your foundations
Aye, aye, oh, shake it

I was taking, no liberties
She's getting hotter off the heat on me
I was oiling, she was slick
Licking off the sweat, her favorite trick
Help me, help me, please, tame this animal, and help me to breathe
I said no, no way, you gotta come with me all of the way
Ok, I'll play

Aye, aye, oh, shake your foundations
Aye, aye, oh, shake it to the floor
Aye, aye, oh, shake your foundations
Aye, aye, oh, shake it to the floor

Aye, aye, oh, shake your foundations
Aye, aye, oh, shake it to the floor
Aye, aye, oh, shake your foundations
Aye, aye, oh, shake it

We had the night, we had the time
She had the sugar and I had the wine
Took my hand, shook me to the core
I told her not to touch, but she was coming back for more
You know what for

Aye, aye, oh, shake your foundations
Aye, aye, oh, shake it to the floor
Aye, aye, oh, shake your foundations
Aye, aye, oh, shake it to the floor
Aye, aye, oh, shake your foundations
Aye, aye, oh, shake it to the floor
Aye, aye, oh, shake your foundations

Make a sign

09. For Those About The Rock (We Salute You)

We roll tonight
To the guitar bite

Stand up and be counted
For what you are about to recieve
We are the dealers
We'll give you everything you need
Hail hail to the good times
'Cause rock has got the right of way
We ain't no legend, ain't no cause
We're just livin' for today

For those about to rock, we salute you
For those about to rock, we salute you

We rock at dawn on the front line
Like a bolt right out of the blue
The sky's alight with the guitar bite
Heads will roll and rock tonight

For those about to rock, we salute you
For those about to rock, we salute you

We're just a battery for hire with a guitar fire
Ready and aimed at you
Pick up your balls and load up your cannon
For a twenty-one gun salute

For those about to rock - fire
We salute you

Shoot, shoot

We salute you
(Ain't gonna get tired, won't take a break, we salute you)