Old Enough to Forget

There are good albums, and then there's Toto IV. A near perfect rock album that had it all. Big guitars, the pounding drums, great vocals, and most importantly amazing songs. The band always had all of the ingredients at their disposal but the perfect combination had eluded the band when it came to pulling off an album's worth of unparalleled excellence. Over the years I've purchased this album four times. First when it came out, and then on CD, and then when they released the All In Box set a few years ago (so good), and then again just recently when I found the record and felt it should come home with me. I bought this album before I'd heard any of the songs on the radio. Apparently "Rosanna" came out as a teaser a month or so before the album dropped and I may have heard it, but honestly I don't remember. What I do remember is hearing "Afraid of Love" blaring on the stereo at one of the record stores in the mall, and it was around the break...

Like any kid growing up in the '70s you'd have had to be living under a rock to not be inundated with Neil Diamond songs. The cover for Hot August Nights was the epitome of what a rock star was supposed to look like. Although I never heard the album in it's entirety until fairly recently. I was dragged to the theatre by my parents to watch Jonathan Livingston Seagull . Despite his many ear worms, I never had any Neil Diamond records growing up. He was too safe and well, kind of boring. A little while back I was watching The Last Waltz, and amidst a who's who of rock royalty, up steps Mr. Diamond to sing "Dry Your Eyes" and I thought it was okay, but he was pretty commanding from the stage. He may have known he was the odd duck there, but he didn't seem to give a shit. I didn't realize that the song he played came from an album produced by Robbie Robertson, and that Garth Hudson was featured on keyboard on the track.  Man I love the internet, there...

Pablo Cruise as a band name always confused me. Like Pink Floyd, and to a lesser extent (way, more lesser) Daniel Amos suffered from having fans ask "Which one is Pink?" Somewhere in my early teenage brain I figured Pablo Cruise was a guy who looked like a cross between Sergio Aragones and "Gold Hat" from The Treasure of the Sierra Madre exclaiming he didn't need no stinkin' badges. He would be wearing a black charro outfit singing " Guantanamera" and between sets would be passing out drinks with little umbrellas, s o you can imagine where I was trying to fit them musically. Of course with the passage of time I've heard a couple of their bigger hits like "Whatcha Gonna Do?" and "Love will Find a Way" and given my penchant for 70s cheese I was always kind of curious about the band. As fate would have it I managed to find A Place in the Sun and Worlds Away in the unloved section of one of my favourite record stores. While t...