Really fabulous! When Guetta showed up, he played a mix of music that anyone who enjoys him would have no complaint about. A bunch of his own songs, combined with some mixes of others (ie. Swedish House Mafia) as well as some pure, pounding beats. He staggered everything perfectly, so when we were lagging from four crazy-fast songs, he'd play a slower one.
Perhaps the best part, though, was his contagious enthusiasm. The man never stopped smiling and because of that, neither could we. Need some proof? Whenever he'd put his hands together, the whole venue would join, even if it meant that they had to put their drinks down. Who else can claim that kind of fan enthusiasm...even the most wasted person usually feels some reserve about clapping along.
You'll probably read on here about how he didn't show up till several hours in, but consider the fact that this was labeled as a seven-hour concert. Who do you know that would DJ for seven hours, with his amount of skill, for $50 a head?
All in all, an excellent time. The crowd was pumped, the music was fantastic and true to Guetta's usual style (not to mention how well it went with the wild light show), and it was the kind of event where, although you were beat at the end, you would have been happy to go for a second round!