KNOCKING "My Heart Belongs to Daddy," the new release by Chicago singer-pianist Judy Roberts, would be akin to criticizing someone's family album, but, heck, here goes.

Dedicated to Roberts's father, 71-year-old, big band arranger, guitarist and crooner Bob Loewy, the record features daughter and dad singing many of the tunes that filled their household when Judy was growing up. It's a warm, cozy, alternately swinging, beboppish and sentimental affair, a labor of love to be sure, and yet like thumbing your way through someone else's vacation photos, it's not an experience you're apt to want to repeat very often.

After all, dad isn't exactly Sinatra. Come to think of it, he's not even Dick Haymes, and though his personally customized version of "I Can't Get Started" has a certain charm (as does "She's Funny That Way" and other low-key dad and daughter duets), it's alto saxophonist Richie Cole who's almost singlehandedly responsible for the album's jazz highlights. And given all the vocals and the album's scant 36-minute running time, there's not a whole lot of those either.

JUDY ROBERTS -- "My Heart Belongs to Daddy" (Roberts Productions). Appearing through Sunday at Cates.