Frank Sinatra
I don't think there is a single moment of our lives that can't be scored with a Sinatra song, "In the wee small hours", "I did it my way", "Come fly with me", "The best is yet to come..." His was the 20th century sound. Before Elvis or The Beatles or Michael Jackson there was Sinatra. The first pop star, with screaming girls fainting in the seats and lining up for blocks and blocks to hear the skinny crooner from Hoboken NJ. He was a star whose persona often shadowed his genius. Ring-a ding, coolio, New York NewYork satires have often eclipsed what Frank Sinatra was really about...the song. Yes, he defined "cool" for a generation with his tipped fedora, cigarette and glass of Jack Daniels...every guy wanted to be him and every girl wanted him. He could be aloof, even a bully, with a temper but a huge heart who was ever present for a friend and who fought for what was right, standing side by side with his black friends and colleagues that couldn't enter the front doors of clubs they played or stay in the same hotels. Sinatra was a loner who had a flip side. A woman on each arm and a Rat Pack of good buddies to carouse with til dawn...every man of his generation emulated the look and the style of Sinatra.
"If
you don't know the guy on the other side of the world, love him anyway
because he's just like you. He has the same dreams, the same hopes and
fears.
It's one world, pal. We're all neighbors."
It's one world, pal. We're all neighbors."
" Throughout my career, if I have done anything, I have
paid attention to every note and every word I sing - if I respect the
song. If I cannot project this to a listener, I fail.”
Often forgotten is his acting, fighting for legitimacy and acceptance he made his own way winning the roles and an Oscar for From Here to Eternity. But it was and remains the music that defined the legend . Don't go thinking New York New York was who he was, listen to the voice, listen to his years with Nelson Riddle, Tommy Dorsey, The Count Basie Orchestra, listen to the richness laid through cigarette smoke, Jack Daniels and LIFE. Hear the man and the sound that will live forever.
"A man is only as good as his word...and I'm damned good with my words"
With my Dad's love for Frank, his was the soundtrack of my life. There was a Sinatra song playing in the background for every occasion...good and not so good. Beyond the persona, beyond the extraordinary celebrity, beyond the tabloids was and is the music. There was Tony, Ella, Sarah Vaughan...but it is Frank, forever Frank, who makes me pull over, smile and reach for a Kleenex.
Happy 100th birthday Frances Albert
"May you live to be 100 and may the last voice you hear be mine."