Whenever a band makes a covers album that they herald as a return to their roots, its a safe bet their songwriting well is bone dry. With Aerosmith, thats a foregone conclusion: Their records over the past decade have been seven different kinds of awful, as they recruited a gaggle of creative hands to patch over the empty space where their songs used to go. So its not surprising that Honkin on Boboa passionate romp through a slate of blues classicsis their most listenable effort since the mid-80s. Joe Perrys guitar smokes through Baby, Please Dont Go in a way wed forgotten it could, while Steven Tyler does what he does best: howl, writhe, vamp, and growl. They make a noble, if ultimately misguided, pass at the gospel standard Jesus Is on the Mainline, but it only proves another Aerosmith maxim: They do Saturday night much better than they do Sunday morning.