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Introduction
This song feels less like a new AC/DC track and more like a quiet conversation with an old friend you’ve known your whole life.
“Through the Mists of Time” isn’t about chasing youth or pretending the years didn’t happen. It’s about standing still for a moment and looking back—at faces you’ve lost, nights you remember better than yesterday, and the strange way music can carry all of it forward.
There’s a tenderness here that longtime fans instantly recognize. Angus Young’s guitar doesn’t rush; it remembers. Each note feels deliberate, almost careful, as if it knows it’s walking through sacred ground. Brian Johnson’s voice carries a weathered warmth—not polished, not perfect, but deeply human. You can hear the years in it, and that’s exactly the point.
The song quietly nods to time itself: friendships, brotherhood, and the ghosts of the band’s own history—especially Malcolm Young. But it never turns heavy or mournful. Instead, it feels grateful. Like flipping through old photos and smiling more than you sigh.
What makes “Through the Mists of Time” special is that it doesn’t try to explain anything. It trusts the listener to bring their own memories along. Maybe it reminds you of a first concert. Maybe a late drive with the radio on low. Maybe someone who used to be there when these songs first mattered.
This isn’t AC/DC proving they still rock.
It’s AC/DC saying, we remember too.
And somehow, that hits harder than any power chord.
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