After two solid, successful discs for Concord, young pianist and vocalist Peter Cincotti, a much-heralded Harry Connick mentee, headed out in search of greener pastures, landing himself at the distinctly less jazz-oriented Warner Music. After repeated delays, Cincotti’s Warner debut has finally arrived, and it’s evident his new label is eager to broaden his fanbase by re-casting him in the mold of, say, Justin Timberlake. The pop ghosts most obviously haunting the album are those of the young Billy Joel and even younger Elton John. Gone is the Sinatra-wannabe patina, the boyishly eager Connick-ness. Most of these 13 songs, all written or co-written by Cincotti, shape a vibrant pastiche of post-millennial American values, ably demonstrating that he has as strong an ability to speak of and for his generation as his British counterpart, Jamie Cullum.
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