Old Enough to Forget

Like many people, the first time I heard "Valotte" I was blown away hearing something so beautiful and mature from someone who sounded very much like his lionized father. It was a comparison that would be mentioned whenever the song was played on the radio. It was a great song. The follow-up single "Too Late for Goodbyes" and the video for it were pretty cool, but it was the title track that held all the promise of great things to come. I didn't buy the album, but I heard it once at a friend's place. It was more a cursory listen than anything, and it didn't make much of an impression. Reading up on the album now, many reviewers were treating this like it was something released by Toto. They thought the music was too much like his father's later work, and that while the album was nicely produced, it felt old and kind of limp. Of course, these are poor paraphrases, but the general sense was this was a giant pile of "meh." There's no busin...