AC/DC Tour History

ac/dc tour history

AC/DC Tour History

ac/dc tour history

AC/DC Tour History

ac/dc tour history

Set list

Exact set list unknown, included most of these tracks.

  • Let There Be Rock
  • Problem Child
  • Hell Ain't A Bad Place To Be
  • Dog Eat Dog
  • Whole Lotta Rosie
  • High Voltage
  • The Jack
  • Bad Boy Boogie
  • Rocker
  • T.N.T.
  • Line Up

    Angus Young - Lead Guitar
    Malcolm Young - Rhythm Guitar
    Bon Scott - Lead Vocals
    Cliff Williams - Bass
    Phil Rudd - Drums


    Supported by: City Boy

    Tickets: $5.00

    Attendance: 2,000

    Fan reviews:

    By Peter C. Cavanaugh, :
    The only truly outstanding and personally rewarding musical moment of 1977 came December 5 at the Capitol Theater in Flint. It was my last “Peter C. Rock ‘n Roll Presentation.”

    I had become very enamored with a new band just before I left the airwaves. Ron Counts, representing Atlantic Records, knew my taste in music, and had brought me an advance copy of their first release. Going nuts, I programmed almost every cut, especially one that sounded as though the lead-guitar had been replaced by a bagpipe. I told Ron that it was the best new product I had heard in years. The music was clean and raw; direct and basic. WTAC was the first station to play the band
    in America, and the album had sold more copies in Michigan than anywhere else in the country as a consequence. When the group announced their first U.S. tour, I called Joe Windsor.

    Although I had agreed to abandon any future personal promotional efforts as part of my ascension to the new highly-paid and well-compensated General Manager’s position, I had to bring this group to Flint. I told Joe that I would do it as a benefit
    performance, with all proceeds going to Michael Moore’s Davison Hotline. Joe asked me to promise it was a one-time request. I did so without remorse. This was how I wanted to end it.

    AC/DC were picked up at the airport in Flint early in the evening. No sooner had they all piled in my car, than someone fired-up something in the back-seat. “You want a hit, Mate?” Sure. Why not? It was a Winston. These were boys from Australia. To them, an American cigarette was something to be shared. I took a “‘it,” and passed it back. A major snowstorm had moved into the area earlier in the day, and it took 45 minutes to reach the downtown area— at least double normal travel time. Roads were becoming blocked by snow and attendance had been limited by conditions to less than five hundred. The group was still virtually unknown. Who cared? I knew the night would be historic.

    Following the opening act which featured Rob Tyner of the old MC5, there was a brief intermission for equipment change, then I killed every light in the theater. Everything was jet-black. The theater was utterly dark and ominously promising.
    It started with a single, pounding, thundering bass note; droning in constant repetition. Dum-Dum-Dum-Dum-Dum-Dum-Dum-Dum-Dum-Dum-Dum-Dum.
    The screaming lead-guitar came in out of nowhere. It was “Live Wire.” Four spotlights instantly flooded the stage, all focused on and following a remarkably-strange, rapidly-moving, seemingly-possessed apparition. He wore knickers. He was
    dressed as a proper English schoolboy with necktie and knapsack. His head bounced as though about to become disengaged. He ran back and forth in circles around the other players, the intensity building and volume rising with every stroke of the guitar. He was barely out of his teens. His name was Angus Young. His high voltage band had been christened in reference to alternating and direct electrical currents, both common in familiar housing “Down Under.” It seemed a nice name. AC/DC had come to Flint.

    They played for over 90 minutes. The audience wouldn’t let them leave. AC/DC’s final encore was the “bagpipe” song, the bagpipe being a guitar effect obtained through processing. Bon Scott belted-out the title. “It’s a Long Way To The Top If You Want To Rock ‘n Roll!!”

    I paid them a $1000 in cash. They wanted to try some “Arby’s Roast Beef,” so we stopped at the nearest location, still open despite horrible weather. They bought packs of cigarettes by the dozen and emptied-out several brands from a machine. They loved the Arby’s sandwiches, both for food and as projectiles. Since we were the only patrons and had tipped heavily, there was no hassle. I dropped them off at their hotel and extended sincere thanks. My last concert had been among the very best. They were equally appreciative. Their U.S. appearance had gone well. They had enough American cigarettes for weeks to come, no matter what.

    From "A Rock N Roll History" by Peter C. Cavanaugh




    All AC/DC concerts in Flint, MI

  • 5 Dec. 1977: Flint, Capitol Theater
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