Taylor Climbed off the bus and looks around this unknown city. checking his phone for a signal and noticing the battery is low, he curses at himself for forgetting to bring the charger for it with him. Sighing, he wonders how he got to where he is now........

Taylor was a normal boy up untill around 12 years old, when he went to his first rock concert. "AC/DC" were performing to a packed Earls Court and from the moment he saw the band play the first note, the crowd reaction, he knew what he wanted to be and do - Interntational Rock Star.

He went and bought a guitar and started practising, but it seemed that "Practise makes Perfect" just didn't work with Taylor. So resigning to the fact he wont be a musician, he decided to form a band in school and rock the prom.

His first band "Dirty Monkeys" went well, with Joe, Paul and Jason they were the talk of the school, screaming girls, bookings for all the best parties, Cheerleaders on thier arms, it was the life he wanted - and he was only 15!

Then, things started to go wrong for Taylor, his father was imprisioned for his part in a failed bank raid and his mother diserted him, Taylor drifted away from everything in his life, School, Girls and The Band...

Floating from town to town, Taylor started to drift away from his personality as well and in its place was a person who wanted to get away from all the pain he felt inside and outside to the world around him, He found his release from a guy he met under a freeway brigde.

"It will take away all your troubles" he rasped

Taylor looked at the man with nothing left in his eyes and took the package from him and started a addiction that would carry on untill this day.

Then one day, Taylor was walking past a music hall and he seen a poster for a Music Concert inside and although it slighty interested him, at that moment he was freezing and would do anything for the warmth.

He walked through the doors and immedietly recognised the music, the tone of the singer, the thrashing guitar...

He pushed his way through the crowd, one person at a time, his heart racing, sweat forming on the bottom of his back..

Finally he pushed past the final person and standing at the barrier, he felt like he was looking at god himself.

Standing on the stage looking directly at him was Brian Jonson and AC/DC. And these were the words he sang.

Back in black I hit the sack I've been too long I'm glad to be back [
Yes, I'm let loose From the noose That's kept me hanging about I've been looking at the sky '
Cause it's gettin' me high Forget the hearse 'cause I never die I got nine lives
Cat's eyes Abusin' every one of them and running wild

'Cause I'm back Yes, I'm back...

Taylor was back indeed!, watching the rest of the gig in awe, he felt alive, somethign he had not felt in such a long time, way before his dad was imprisioned, before the desertion of his mother, he was back in School, in the band, feeling good.

After the gig, he found a bar with people who attended the gig and met Sisters Honey and Kat, they got chatting and he found out they were both guitar players, who loved AC/DC. Together with them they formed a tribute band called "AB/CD"

And now here they were in the city some people call "The Crack Den" - it was a start of a expeirence for the group, but for Taylor it was another secret battle, he knew that his addiction - which he had kept from the girls - could be fed here.......

It is going to be a hard tour....