Life's Pleasures Quote by Bon Scott

A whole touring memoir, flattened into a grin. Bon Scott’s line doesn’t bother pretending rock life is poetic; it’s proudly transactional: people in, drinks down, fun up. The blunt repetition of “lots” is the tell. It’s not prose reaching for meaning, it’s rhythm doing the work - piling sensation until the pile itself becomes the point. In that way, it reads like a lyric stripped of its chorus: short, percussive, built to be shouted over noise.

The intent feels less like confession than brand maintenance. Scott was AC/DC’s great salesman of good time mythology, and this sentence keeps the legend frictionless. “We” matters. It dissolves the lonely parts of the job - the hotel rooms, the burnout, the logistics - into a communal haze. The band becomes a roaming tribe, the audience an endless rotation of potential friends, hookups, drinking partners, co-conspirators. That’s subtext as defense mechanism: if it’s all “fun,” then nothing has to be examined too closely.

Context sharpens the edge. Scott’s era was peak hard-rock hedonism: a working-class swagger that treated excess as authenticity and boredom as the only real sin. Heard with hindsight - Scott dead at 33, alcohol a central character in the story - the line lands as both anthem and warning label. Not moralizing, just revealing how the culture talked itself into believing that velocity could substitute for direction, and that a good time, repeated often enough, could count as a life.