AC/DC is an atypical band for me to like – they play big, dumb, goofy, lascivious rock and roll and in their case I mean that as a compliment – they’re brilliant at what they do. In particular, while they play hard rock, their sound is characterized by joy. Angus and Malcolm Young’s guitars always sound like the guitars are happy to be being played.

I’m convinced that Angus Young‘s Gibson SG guitar is a living breathing sentient being, and that actually she (come on, it has to be a she, let’s assume her name is Gibby) plays Angus and not the other way around.

Gibby has such magical powers that she even makes the Bee Gees listenable. My real fear is that Gibby could cure cancer or feed the world but instead she’s just been slacking off being awesome at rawk.