I can’t remember what the first Aerosmith song I ever heard was.  It was either Janie’s Got A Gun or Dream On.  And there is this one song of theirs called “What It Takes” that I listened during my first breakup from my first high school boyfriend.  At the time, it all seemed so important, but this person crosses my mind one or twice a year, or nearly never.

Anyway, as far as rockers these guys were really good.  Growing up I knew they were a Boston rock band, but I had no idea how closely our fates were really intertwined.  Turns out they lived for two years around the corner from my current house, exactly at 1325 Commonwealth Avenue.  Pretty amazing.

A few days ago, it was announced that they were to play there.  As I live near there, I was worried about the commute and all, but then it hit me.  A free Aerosmith concert was happening near my house.  How many times was this going to happen in my life?  Probably never.

I didn’t even think I was going to be able to go, but as luck turned I could go.  And it was massive fun.  Unfortunately, I only got one photo of Steven Tyler:

 

But there was a glorious post concert celebration: