He ain’t fucking dead!! Bon Lives!! And he’s back with an album that reeks of whiskey, cigarettes and hard times. And after that initial laughter dies in your throat you’ll be banging your fists on the bar, demanding another drink and toasting these bastards for bringing him back.
Of course, we know he is dead but if Bon Scott was going to be resurrected it makes sense that he wouldn’t come back as some skinny European kid wearing spiked bracelets, or