Thunderstruck in Cleveland: AC/DC Proves Rock Is Forever
On a cool May night in Cleveland, Ohio, something extraordinary happened. Over 50,000 fans packed Huntington Bank Stadium to witness rock royalty—AC/DC—deliver a performance that was as electrifying as a lightning bolt straight from the gods of music themselves. With a catalog of anthems spanning five decades, these legends didn’t just play a concert—they orchestrated a full-blown, high-voltage celebration of timeless sound and unforgettable showmanship.
Let’s be clear: good music is good music, period. It doesn’t matter if your playlist swings from gospel to trap, soul to grunge, or hip-hop to hard rock. When the music is great, it transcends genre. That truth was on full display as thousands—young and old, biker and banker—screamed in unison, singing every lyric to “Highway to Hell,” “You Shook Me All Night Long,” and “Back in Black” like it was part of their DNA.
The average age on stage was north of 70, but AC/DC delivered like a band with everything to prove. For two and a half hours straight, they had the entire stadium roaring, fists pumping, and voices raised in praise of the power of raw, honest rock and roll. You could feel the unity in the crowd—grandparents rocking out with their grandkids, millennials belting alongside boomers, all riding the same sonic wave together.
The stage itself was a spectacle. Massive LED screens and high-definition cameras made sure not a single soul had a bad seat. Whether you were front row or up in the bleachers, the show was immersive. The close-up shots gave you every wrinkle, every bead of sweat, every sly grin from Angus Young—AC/DC’s schoolboy-uniformed lead guitarist who, at 70 years old, sprinted across the stage like a man possessed.
Angus’ signature duck walk was alive and well—every bit as iconic as it was in the '70s. He didn’t miss a note, didn’t miss a beat. Watching him rip through solos while doing laps around the platform reminded us all that rock is a state of mind, not a number. His energy lit the fuse for the entire night.
And Cleveland? What a fitting final stop for AC/DC’s U.S. leg of the Power Up tour. This wasn’t just a concert—it was a historic moment. If this is their last American tour, then Cleveland can proudly say it closed the chapter with a bang worthy of their legacy. From the moment the first power chord rang out to the last chorus of “For Those About to Rock (We Salute You),” the energy never dipped.
Seeing AC/DC live in 2025 wasn’t just about nostalgia—it was about witnessing greatness in real-time. Legends playing like it's still their prime. A crowd that came to *feel* something real. And a night that proved once again: music this good doesn’t age. It just gets louder.
Salute, Cleveland. You were thunderstruck.