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SUSPICIOUS ART

On a wall bursting with bright, chaotic colors, two uniformed police officers, frozen symbols of a fragile order, scrutinize a hybrid being born of spray and rebellion. A graffiti piece is always suspect, always a potential threat. This android, part machine, part skeleton, stands there, frozen in a modern crucifixion, arms outstretched, body adorned with gears and pistons. Its face, a gaunt skull topped with an anarchic crest, seems to unleash a silent scream, a challenge stretching into the silence.

The officers, insensitive to the raw anger of the work, see only a suspicious figure, a danger to be eliminated. Their movements are precise, cold, as if they are operating a malfunctioning machine. The vibrant force of the graffiti clashes with the mechanics of their control. One of them, wearing a surgical mask, seems to keep an invisible threat at bay, while the other searches through the metallic guts of the piece, looking for a weapon, proof, a reason to justify his actions.

The irony is glaring: they are examining a being already laid bare, exposed without pretense on the wall, a representation of a society dissected, frozen in its own brutality.

ac/dc tnt (live at river plate 2009)

AC/DC

AC/DC is raw rock, unfiltered, a surge of pure energy born from the streets of Sydney in 1973. Founded by Scottish brothers Malcolm and Angus Young, the band formed around a simple yet powerful idea: to create music that reflects their lifestyle—intense, direct, wild. With riffs as sharp as blades and an electrifying sound, they build a unique universe where every note rumbles like thunder. Angus, in his now-legendary schoolboy uniform, embodies this blend of rage and fervor, an eternal kid turning every stage into a battlefield.

In 1974, the meeting with Bon Scott, a gravelly-voiced singer with indomitable charisma, changes everything. Bon embodies the essence of rock with his provocative lyrics, dark humor, and explosive stage presence. Under his leadership, AC/DC asserts itself with albums like High Voltage and Highway to Hell, true manifestos of rebellion and insolence.

After Bon Scott’s tragic death in 1980, the band could have faded away. But AC/DC, true to its philosophy of life, refuses to bend. Brian Johnson steps in as the new lead vocalist, bringing his powerful voice and raw energy. With Back in Black, they release one of the most iconic albums in rock history, a tribute to Bon and a rebirth. The success is global: the riffs of “Hells Bells,” “You Shook Me All Night Long,” and the title track become immortal anthems.

Decades pass, but AC/DC remains true to its uncompromising style, refusing to yield to trends. Albums like For Those About to Rock (We Salute You), The Razors Edge, and Black Ice continue this tradition of authentic rock, deeply rooted in the blues, yet transcended by pure electric energy.

Despite losses, health issues, and the ups and downs of life, AC/DC endures with the same fierce will to live, always on tour, always on stage, ready to ignite the crowd. Their music is universal, a cry of freedom that resonates across generations. With their raw simplicity, consistency, and refusal to conform, AC/DC has left an indelible mark on rock history, proving that rock’n’roll, like lightning, never truly dies.