
Rock ‘n’ roll is a force that transcends boundaries. It speaks to the soul, ignites memories, and brings forth emotions that words alone can’t capture. For Malcolm Young, one of the driving forces behind AC/DC, his legacy was not only his incredible contributions to music but also the indelible mark he left on the hearts of fans and his own family. Yet, there was a time when the greatest riffs in rock history became strangers to him. The dementia that claimed him slowly erased his memories, but one final moment of clarity showed that his connection to the music he helped create would never fade.
Malcolm Young: The Architect of the Greatest Riffs
Before we delve into that heart-wrenching moment, it’s essential to understand who Malcolm Young was. Along with his younger brother, Angus, he formed one of the most legendary duos in rock history. Malcolm was the steady hand, the foundation of AC/DC’s sound, while Angus brought the high-energy theatrics and stage presence that defined the band’s live performances. But it was Malcolm’s rhythm guitar that defined their music — the gritty, pulsating riffs that became the backbone of classic rock.
AC/DC’s sound was raw and unapologetic, blending hard rock with blues influences. Malcolm’s ability to craft simple yet powerful riffs made him a pioneer in the world of rock music. His iconic rhythm guitar in “Back in Black,” “Highway to Hell,” and “You Shook Me All Night Long” resonated with millions and became the soundtrack to generations of fans.
But it wasn’t just his technical ability that made him a legend. It was his work ethic, his humility, and his unyielding commitment to his craft. While Angus was often in the spotlight, Malcolm was content to stay in the background, letting his guitar do the talking.

As time went on, the grip of dementia began to slowly steal Malcolm’s memories. The disease that claimed so many from the music world, including some of the most iconic figures in history, was now taking its toll on Malcolm. In the early stages, he still had the spark that made him a household name, but it was clear that something was amiss. His bandmates noticed it. His family noticed it. And eventually, it became impossible to ignore.
In 2014, AC/DC announced that Malcolm was stepping away from the band due to health issues. His departure was a devastating blow not just for the band but for fans who had grown up listening to his powerful rhythms. His absence was felt deeply by his brother Angus, who would continue to perform in AC/DC, but there was a noticeable hole in the lineup — a hole that couldn’t be filled by anyone else.
Malcolm’s mind was slipping, and with it, the connection to his most cherished memories. The names of his family members, his closest friends, and the experiences that had defined his life all seemed to disappear. But even in the face of such overwhelming loss, one thing remained: his connection to the music.
The Final Moment: Recognition Through the Guitar
It was a moment that would forever break Angus Young’s heart — a moment of raw, painful clarity. In a rehearsal room, amidst the shadows of their past triumphs and the weight of their shared history, Angus handed Malcolm his beloved Gretsch guitar.
As soon as Malcolm took the guitar in his hands, his face showed nothing but confusion. He stared at it as if he had never seen it before, the instrument that had helped shape his identity, his career, and his life.
“How do I play this?” Malcolm asked, his voice filled with uncertainty.
Angus, ever the devoted brother, didn’t say a word. He knew what had happened, knew that his brother’s mind was slipping away, but he couldn’t just leave him in that moment. Without hesitation, Angus guided Malcolm’s hands to the fretboard. Then, in an almost instinctive motion, he struck the opening chord of “Back in Black.”
And just like that, something magical happened.
It was as if a switch had been flipped. Malcolm’s fingers began to move on their own, guided by muscle memory that had been ingrained in him for decades. The rhythm that had once defined AC/DC returned. His face lit up with recognition. The music was back.

