The Record Crate: The Grand Delusion

With a quarter-century of almost consistent record playing under my belt ever since, I can safely say that Cornerstone doesn't exactly hold up all that well, but the fondness of that moment when the needle met the vinyl crept in as I watched Dennis DeYoung, the stylistic dominator of that album, strut around the River Center stage like Willy Wonka, surveying the curious empire he helped create in "The Music of Styx," which was the somewhat misleading subtitle for the appearance. Read More...