Title: If you like Sinatra....AVOID!
Product review: If big band standards are your bag, then you may well feel that Michael Buble is an artist, you want to explore, well don't. Michael Buble is as camp as a row of tents, and even if you don't mind that, in fact you may well adore Michael Feinstein, who minces the old standards as well as anyone, even though, Buble should still be avoided, for what separates Buble from Feinstein and anyone else who is famous for banging out the big tunes, is the emotion, the sincerity. Buble is devoid of all sincerity. What sticks in my throat on this album is Sinatra's classic "Summer Wind" which is a story of lost love, yet Buble gives the impression of being on stage at Vegas, clicking his fingers, winking at the audience with a big white smile, and in the process, losing touch with the heart of the music. Bland, tasteless and lacking due respect.
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