This came out in 2000 — or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
Let me see if I’ve got this straight: Kathie Lee Gifford is giving up her day job to protect her children and her family from the evil media. So how exactly has she displayed this newfound desire for privacy?
Well, she’s co-starred in a TV-movie with her son, sued the National Enquirer on his behalf and been probed by Barbara Walters about her and hubby Frank’s floozy-fostered marital meltdown. Then, just to keep things really quiet, she’s issued an album of Streisand-style piano balladry to express her and Frank’s renewed devotion. She’s penned a tune about how she cried in her pillow after Frank fondled that flight attendant. She’s stuffed the CD full of pictures of her, Frank and the kids — and even a multi-media section so you can see their little Cody on your computer. Who’s she modelling her retirement after? Celine Dion? Hey, Kathie Lee, if you really want the media to leave you alone, here’s how — shut the hell up and go away.
