September 27, 2007


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Kennedy, Kennedy For President
Cordless/Warner Records, Sept. 25
In real life, 70s-disco-revivalist Kennedy is able to cook up explanations for everything, including his hit “Your Mama,” wherein he brags to his 20something date that he once hooked up with her mom. A Weird Al lookalike without the nasal buffoonery, the little weasel has two things going for him even before he starts singing, one being the fact that he doesn’t dig Radiohead, the other his struggle with getting over the fact that his boyhood hero Barry Manilow didn’t write “I Write the Songs.” Obviously he’s a homes you’d want to punch out and become BFFs with after he made some laughable attempt at stealing your girlfriend? “Karate” lifts off with authentic disco chimes, disco bass and disco everything else, nailing the aesthetic by sex-ifying Bruce Lee: “I know karate/I know jiu-jitsu/I drive like a gangster when I’m coming to see you.” The world is his, um… oyster! B+Eric W. Saeger