Live (1992)
Disc One
1. Thunderstruck
2. Shoot to Thrill
3. Back in Black
4. Sin City
5. Who Made Who
6. Heatseeker
7. Fire Your Guns
8. Jailbreak
9. The Jack
10.The Razors Edge
11.Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap
12.Moneytalks
Disc Two
1. Hells Bells
2. Are You Ready
3. That's the Way I Want to Rock 'N'Roll
4. High Voltage
5. You Shook Me All Night Long
6. Whole Lotta Rosie
7. Let There Be Rock
8. Bonnie
9. Highway to Hell
10.TNT
11.For Those About To Rock (We Salute You)
By 1992, AC/DC no longer needed to prove anything. They were no longer up-and-comers or regional favorites—they were global heavyweights, stadium conquerors, sonic juggernauts. And Live (especially the “collectors” two-disc version) captures them at this peak of planetary power, warts and all, with just enough polish to retain the illusion of rawness.
The album, recorded at the Monsters of Rock Festival at Donington Park, is in many ways the logical successor to 1978’s If You Want Blood, You’ve Got It. The major distinction, however, is that the earlier live release was a snapshot of a cult band burning up the circuits. This one is a coronation—proof positive that AC/DC had become gods of the live arena. Yes, the overdubs are probably real, but who cares? The energy blasts through, untamed and unrepentant.
The release itself was a rare indulgence at the time: a full, unedited concert experience. In the era before DVDs made this commonplace, this was a gift to fans. The first disc (issued separately) cherry-picked the hits; the double disc was for the devotees—a full immersion in the thunderous glory of Angus, Malcolm, Brian, Cliff, and Chris Slade at full tilt.
Setlist-wise, it’s a near-flawless exercise in pacing, legacy-crafting, and crowd-pleasing. They were promoting The Razor’s Edge—a good but not great album—but managed to extract the choicest cuts, lending them greater potency live than they ever had in the studio. Even more impressive is the inclusion of a few gems from Blow Up Your Video, a criminally overlooked LP. Of course, Back in Black is well represented, as it must be, but what really seals the legacy here is the nod to the Bon Scott years—material that now sounds more anthemic than nostalgic.
Mercifully, there are no covers. This is all AC/DC—gritty, greasy, and gloriously unrepentant. A brief inclusion of Bonnie, a bagpipe-and-snare martial instrumental, is the only real detour—a tartan-tinged homage to the band’s Scottish roots and a probable tip of the cap to the late Bon Scott. And then there’s Jailbreak—at that point unreleased in the U.S.—and the obligatory monster jam of Let There Be Rock, which stretches well past the ten-minute mark but never overstays its welcome. It’s indulgent in the best way, a flex rather than a drag.
There is one misstep: the fade-outs between tracks. A baffling production choice that breaks the spell momentarily, reminding the listener that this isn’t truly a single live performance. Why not let the crowd noise stitch the tracks together, keep the momentum, maintain the illusion? Still, the historical significance of the full show being released at all, especially at the time, more than compensates.
In sum: Live is a definitive AC/DC document. It’s all here—the riffs, the snarl, the swagger. If you don’t like this, you don’t like rock and roll.
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