For those about to rock...we salute you

AC/DC

I got back from New Hampshire on the last day of my trip, and picked up the 3 young rockers: Dylan, Ryan and Alex. We whisked over to Tampa and found parking for the St. Pete Times Forum. Entering the forum, I felt the part of the “Pied Piper of Rock and Roll,” with my young rockers in tow. The boys were taking in all the sights of pre-concert activities.

Finding our seats, we did not wait long for the warm up band, The Answer, to start their set. It was a short set, and quick set up for the main event—AC/DC.

The show started with a fairly risqué video( whose meaning escaped our attendees) of a runaway train, and when the train crashed in a flurry of pyrotechnics, flames, and explosions, the band appeared. The boys were on their feet, and remained there for the rest of the show, clapping, rocking, and waving their fists in the air as the true rockers they are. A perma-smile was glued on each of the young rockers as the band exploded into Runaway Train, followed by Hell ain’t a bad place to be, then Back in Black, and a series of most of the old favorites.

Each successive song was a new delight in rock and roll pleasure, and no matter how loud the band performed, their volume was dwarfed by the deafening roar of the crowd‘s applause. After every tune, I was amazed at the level of intensity the old time rock and roll band could muster, as Brian strained to hit his notes in seeming pain, and Angus continued to writhe, kick, bop, gyrate, undulate, strut, and shake all in a bath of sweat, never missing a note.

These young rockers are ruined, as their first concert foray was possibly the best exhibition of true rock and roll showmanship still left on the planet today.