A couple of weeks ago, in between listening to “Human Nature” and playing my copy of Boz Scaggs’ Silk Degrees, it came to me. Toto doesn’t get near enough props. People talk about Toto as if they were the representation of everything wrong with the music industry in the early Eighties. Too slick, too processed, no soul. Boring yacht rock. Instead of “slick”, I’d call them “talented”. Boring yacht rock? Yeah, that was their M.O. on occasion (and way more […]