After all these years, we finally got to watch an American hard rock band play here. Though I like a few other 70s hard rock bands from America, Aerosmith have been my favourites. Toys in the Attic and Rocks are two of the best hard rock albums ever. With a bunch of recent singles that have been total gay-ass clunkers and a major dip in the songwriting even otherwise, these guys have admittedly lost a lot of interest which meant, when Aerosmith announced a show here none of the musically inclined friends of mine decided to turn up.

I looked around for the set-lists, reviews and youtube clips from the current tour and figured they've been putting on a great show. I decided to go. I would've gone anyway but these positive indications made me sure.

Another equally enthusiastic friend turned up. I'd learnt a lesson not to listen to the hype and go to the venue as early as 3:30 like a fucking douchebag for the Maiden show. This time the two of us reached the venue at around 7:30 PM and got the tickets right there. Fuck buying it in advance. At Rs. 1800, this was the most I'd ever paid for a show till date. Fuck you very much Venkat Vardhan (DNA, the organizer's head honcho) for ripping us off. We entered the venue and surprise, it was as packed as the Maiden show. Fuck you very much for not keeping the venue any bigger Venkat Vardhan. It's our really humongous Palace Grounds so it's not like you're space restricted. The crowd this time was mostly the musically handicapped masses that's only familiar with those recent singles that I'd mentioned earlier – as opposed to the Maiden show which was full of metalheads and the people who've heard Best of the Beast. That's cool, because this show had some good looking girls at least.

No appallingly bad opening bands unlike the Maiden show. Smart move. Band started at 8. They opened with Taste of India, it was probably a good idea considering it's India and all, but I don't like the song. Not just that. Steven Tyler sounded terrible. I couldn't hear Brad Whitford at all. Mix was bad. Though the sound was a little better than Maiden overall thanks mainly to the better sounding drums, DNA has done it again with a terribly underpowered PA system. Fuck you very much Venkat Vardhan.

But the next song Love in an elevator onwards, Tyler started to sound good. Relief!

The band went on with a steady mix of their hit singles and some great dirty american hard rock – Falling in love (is hard on the knees), Crying, Eat the Rich, Jaded , Living on the Edge, Dream on, Sweet Emotion, Seasons of Wither and What it takes. Those and a couple of tunes from their blues tribute album Honkin on Bobo namely Baby, Please don't go and Stop messin' around when Joe Perry took over the vocal duties. Pretty solid set-list so far.

You could start hearing Brad Whitford mid-way through their setlist when he brought out his Les Paul so things were really on. Joe Perry was awesome. With all the bum notes and off bends, he rocked his ass off and performed like a total rock star. Rock n Roll with big balls. Brad on the other hand, laid down the rhythm guitars most of the time letting Joe take the centre-stage but when he got to solo, he played with complete authority and was easily the more tasteful of the two. Nice roaring tones from both. Would've loved to see more Les Pauls though.

The rhythm section was solid, as required. Kramer was grooving 70s style throughout and it was great to see Hamilton back in good shape (He was down with throat cancer).

They'd end the show with the awesome Draw the line but would come back for the totally brilliant Walk this way . Ok, so I was happy with the set-list. I would've been happier with some more Toys in the Attic but it was cool. They put on a killer show. I was about to see the crowd leave so I could slowly get the fuck out of there too. But to my total disappointment and to 99% of the crowd's astonishment, they'd come back with “Oh yeah you want more? We're going to do two more”. No that didn't disappoint me. They started playing I don't want to miss a thing. That was the bummer. Fuck you Michael Bay. But that was also the reason all those girls came to the show, so guys, it's handjob time.

The promised 2^nd and the last song of the night didn't happen thanks to the cops so fuck you very much again Venkat Vardhan. You know this town has a 10 PM curfew but you can't have the band(s) start playing a little earlier.

My back is in pain like a horny virgin dude who just got married and had a honeymoon but it was a thoroughly great show. I forgive them for that Armageddon song, I forgive them for Girls of Summer and I even forgive them for that Superbowl suckery.