|
I guess it's nice that Rod Stewart can find work now that he's
passé as a rocker. But I'm kind of bemused by his success with
these albums of old standards. Why would somebody want to listen to
Stewart's hoarse croak, when they could enjoy
Harry
Connick, Jr. or
Michael
Feinstein. Or go back to people who made these songs famous in
the first place; why Stewart's version of
What
a Wonderful World when you can have
Louis
Armstrong?
Or am I just being old and cranky? Is it a good thing to have
Stewart introduce these songs to a new generation who may eventually
discover other, more tuneful performers? And speaking of old and
cranky, does anybody else think the cover of this album make Stewart
look like an extremely nimble half man/half woman? Don't those legs
look like they're emerging from his torso?
Just me, huh?
|
