This came out in 2004 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
What the heck is Harry Connick, Jr. on these days?
In the past two years, the adult-pop crooner and jazz pianist has put out more CDs than a dead rapper. We’ve seen a set of old standards, a collection of soundtrack songs, a traditional jazz disc and a Christmas album — and for the most part, they’ve been on the mark. But with Only You, Connick’s hitting streak has come to an end. The problem isn’t Harry, though. He’s as suave and always and his jazzy arrangements and orchestrations are as swellegant as ever. The trouble is the concept: Only You is a set of ’50s and ’60s pop chestnuts like Save The Last Dance For Me, For Once In My Life, I Only Have Eyes For You and You Don’t Know Me — tunes that were cheesy even back then, haven’t aged well and certainly don’t warrant the reverent treatment Connick gives them. Harry, do us all (and yourself) a favour: Leave the cheese to Rod, take a vacation and come back swinging.
