While pianist-singer-archivist Michael Feinstein has long since ascended to status as “Ambassador of the Great American Songbook,” it’s a title earned largely by default. His breezy, winsome style seems better suited to Manilow-esque advertising jingles than Sinatra-style scab picking, but Feinstein’s always had one mother of an Ace in the Hole and here today,... More >>>