I have to say, this isn't my favorite Bublé track. It's catchy and fun, but pretty slick and superficial. I mean, the message that "Hollywood is dead; you can find it in yourself" is kind of disingenuous coming from a guy whose publicity machine works as hard as Michael's. His record company sure knows how to play us fans, offering dribs and drabs instead of full albums. And we slavishly enable the process 'cause we love the guy so much. Oprah (whose name is dropped in "Hollywood" BTW) might call that a dysfunctional relationship.
Which leads me to the fact that this single is coming off the soon to be released "Crazy Love: Hollywood Edition." Really? it was a good album, but do we really need a new version of it? Instead of something completely new, I mean. And for those of us who download, how many of the tracks are going to be "album only?" Look, Michael, I don't mean to whine, but I'm getting tired of this on again, off again thing we got going here. If we're going make a go of this, you gotta be more forthcoming, stop holding back so much. If you can't give me full albums more often, I just might have to switch my allegiance to that Connick guy. (Okay, just kidding, but you know what I'm saying...)