Inside the booklet that accompanies Mitch Winehouse’s debut CD there’s a multi-page family photo album, a list of the 11 tracks and exhaustive thanks to everyone from his parents to his make-up artist-but not a single mention of any musician or arranger who participated in the album. Which is a pity, since the lush, brassy arrangements, reminiscent of Neal Hefti and played with sizzling élan, are the album’s biggest asset. At the time of the disc’s spring release, Winehouse wasn’t at all coy about admitting that his chance for recognition as a Sinatra-esque crooner existed solely because of his daughter-the richly talented, deeply troubled Amy. Her tragically premature death occurred three months later, just as he was embarking on a U.S. tour.
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