This is another one of those albums that makes it obvious why teenage boys like a particular band, and I mean that as a compliment!  The killer opening title track brings the rock right away, and each song flows perfectly into the next, paying tribute to all the things boys like: feeling girls up, talking about their balls, and kick-ass rock and roll.  AC/DC always know exactly what their people want.

Back in Black has always been my favorite AC/DC album, but as I listened to Dirty Deeds on repeat over the past few days I discovered how different the band sounded with Bon Scott.  I don’t mean that they were better or worse, but Bon’s voice is so different from Brian Johnson’s, so much more cheeky and versatile.  And I love me some Brian Johnson—he’s got a classic rock and roll voice, very powerful and sexy.  But there’s…