The AC/DC Album Fans LOVE to HATE Isn’t as BAD as You Remember

In the early 1980s, AC/DC was riding high. The back-to-back success of Highway to Hell (1979), Back in Black (1980), and For Those About to Rock (We Salute You) (1981) turned the band into a global powerhouse.

Loud, raw, and no-nonsense, their sound had a formula, and it worked. The real challenge came afterward: how do you follow three blockbuster albums without slipping?

When it came time to record a new album after For Those About to Rock, the band was under pressure. Repeating the same formula risked fatigue. Trying something new meant rolling the dice. Guitarists Angus and Malcolm Young chose the latter.

They scrapped their producer, dropped their manager, and replaced their drummer. The next record would be self-produced, stripped down, and meant to feel like a live show captured in the studio.

That record became Flick of the Switch, released in 1983. Fans and critics didn’t embrace it. The album’s rougher, less polished sound, and the absence of a standout hit, led many to label it as one of AC/DC’s weakest releases. It’s rarely mentioned in glowing terms today.

Still, Flick of the Switch isn’t a bad album. It suffers mostly from being held up against its iconic predecessors. The band went back to basics, leaned into instinct, and paid the price for it.

As noted in a Far Out Magazine article, “They aimed for the rawest sound possible, like they were playing live in the studio. It was a good idea, but it didn’t land with listeners who expected something as tight as the previous records.”

AC/DC has always stuck to its core style, cycling through slight variations on a theme.

What sets Flick of the Switch apart is that it disrupts the sonic consistency of the band’s earlier albums. Instead of feeling like a continuation, it comes off more like a detour.

Angus Young has said that Let There Be Rock is the band’s defining album, because it’s when they fully committed to ignoring trends, punk, new wave, or whatever else was popular at the time.

That spirit is alive in Flick of the Switch, too. But in 1983, that kind of conviction wasn’t enough on its own. Listeners were expecting another classic.

The album never really got a second shot. Unlike Powerage or Blow Up Your Video, it hasn’t been rediscovered or reappraised over time. Still, if you set aside the baggage and just listen, there’s plenty to appreciate: strong riffs, raw energy, and flashes of the same spark that made AC/DC a household name.

It may not be a fan favorite, but it’s far from a failure.

Why AC/DC’s ‘Flick of the Switch’ Still Matters in the Bigger Picture

Despite its lukewarm reception, Flick of the Switch holds a peculiar place in the band’s catalog, it marks the end of an era before AC/DC’s mid-’80s recalibration.

The album stands as a snapshot of a group at a crossroads, caught between stubborn authenticity and commercial expectations that had started to inflate after Back in Black became a cultural juggernaut.

The album also reflects a broader shift happening in rock at the time. In 1983, hard rock was getting glossier, more radio-friendly. Bands like Def Leppard and Quiet Riot were tapping into the MTV crowd, piling on the reverb and synthesizers.

AC/DC, always the denim-clad outsiders, doubled down on grit instead. That refusal to bend might’ve cost them in chart positions, but it also preserved their identity when many peers were reshaping themselves into something more marketable.

Drummer Simon Wright would later join the band, but Flick of the Switch was the last full album with Phil Rudd before his long hiatus. His departure marked more than a lineup change, it shifted the chemistry that had helped power their biggest records.

Listening back, his performance here feels like a final chapter of a specific groove-heavy AC/DC dynamic.

There’s also something oddly refreshing about the absence of polish. In a catalog filled with arena-sized anthems, Flick of the Switch sounds like a band playing to the back of a dingy club, not a stadium.

That rawness, whether intentional or not, offers a different lens on a band often associated with larger-than-life swagger.

Collectors and die-hards often point to this album as a cult favorite, not because it redefined the genre, but because it feels like the one time AC/DC blinked, missed a step, and still managed to land on their feet.

There’s a human quality to that. Not failure, just fatigue.

So no, Flick of the Switch never got its parade. But it didn’t vanish, either. It lingers in the shadows of the discography, still plugged in, still buzzing, waiting for the curious listener to finally press play without expectations.

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