Re: Francis Albert Sinatra
2Tough one. So much about him as a person is Crap, but Sings for Only the Lonely is priceless. As a pure singer of the type, I'd sooner have Matt Monro.
Crap, with an enormous side of waffles.
Crap, with an enormous side of waffles.
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Re: Francis Albert Sinatra
3NC. I keep meaning to scratch deeper into his work, but the little I’ve heard beyond the famous stuff has force.
Never would’ve guessed “Love Will Tear Us Apart” starred Ian Curtis’s swing at crooning like Sinatra; the story seemed perfectly logical when I read it.
Never would’ve guessed “Love Will Tear Us Apart” starred Ian Curtis’s swing at crooning like Sinatra; the story seemed perfectly logical when I read it.
Gib Opi kein Opium, denn Opium bringt Opi um!
Re: Francis Albert Sinatra
4I agree. I'd also throw in In the Wee Small hours and Nobody Cares.A_Man_Who_Tries wrote: Fri Jun 18, 2021 5:24 amTough one. So much about him as a person is Crap, but Sings for Only the Lonely is priceless.
As an archetype (and the resulting cultural legacy), crap. Raw talent... crap, but only just. As a prototype, not crap.
Ah... I remember hearing In the Wee Small hours and being surprised how good it is, especially having written him off based on the overplayed, cheesy soundtrack stuff. I'm agonising, but N.C. Just.
Re: Francis Albert Sinatra
5Also, a related story.
My grandfather ran a pub in Central London in the 50s and 60s. Living above the pub, long days, 7 days a week, that kind of affair. Not the most refined man, but loves cinema and Frank Sinatra. Manages to score tickets to see the great man at the Royal Albert Hall and has his first night off in however many years. Proceeds to get so drunk and over-excited that he keeps yelling "The king! The king is here!" when Frank takes the stage.
After one song Frank stops the show and asks security to kick my grandfather out. No compromise, no conversation. Get this guy out or the show doesn't continue. Grandfather is ejected from the venue and wanders back home, totally crushed. He couldn't listen to any of Sinatra's records ever again.
My grandfather ran a pub in Central London in the 50s and 60s. Living above the pub, long days, 7 days a week, that kind of affair. Not the most refined man, but loves cinema and Frank Sinatra. Manages to score tickets to see the great man at the Royal Albert Hall and has his first night off in however many years. Proceeds to get so drunk and over-excited that he keeps yelling "The king! The king is here!" when Frank takes the stage.
After one song Frank stops the show and asks security to kick my grandfather out. No compromise, no conversation. Get this guy out or the show doesn't continue. Grandfather is ejected from the venue and wanders back home, totally crushed. He couldn't listen to any of Sinatra's records ever again.
Re: Francis Albert Sinatra
6Fuck! This is a great/terrible story. As a kid, sitting outside pubs with my dad, I remember him telling me how publicans could never take holidays, and to a kid the idea of anything WITH NO HOLIDAYS is terrifying.M.H wrote: Fri Jun 18, 2021 7:46 am Also, a related story.
My grandfather ran a pub in Central London in the 50s and 60s. Living above the pub, long days, 7 days a week, that kind of affair. Not the most refined man, but loves cinema and Frank Sinatra. Manages to score tickets to see the great man at the Royal Albert Hall and has his first night off in however many years. Proceeds to get so drunk and over-excited that he keeps yelling "The king! The king is here!" when Frank takes the stage.
After one song Frank stops the show and asks security to kick my grandfather out. No compromise, no conversation. Get this guy out or the show doesn't continue. Grandfather is ejected from the venue and wanders back home, totally crushed. He couldn't listen to any of Sinatra's records ever again.
RE Sinatra, not a huge fan, and he sounds like a pretty terrible guy in many ways.
But I do love this version of "Night And Day"
Re: Francis Albert Sinatra
7That’s a horribly sad story put well. Thank you. Your poor grandfather. I felt mortified reading that, and a little guilty for enjoying the irony. Frank was a bastard, no doubt.M.H wrote: Fri Jun 18, 2021 7:46 am Also, a related story.
My grandfather ran a pub in Central London in the 50s and 60s. Living above the pub, long days, 7 days a week, that kind of affair. Not the most refined man, but loves cinema and Frank Sinatra. Manages to score tickets to see the great man at the Royal Albert Hall and has his first night off in however many years. Proceeds to get so drunk and over-excited that he keeps yelling "The king! The king is here!" when Frank takes the stage.
After one song Frank stops the show and asks security to kick my grandfather out. No compromise, no conversation. Get this guy out or the show doesn't continue. Grandfather is ejected from the venue and wanders back home, totally crushed. He couldn't listen to any of Sinatra's records ever again.
Gib Opi kein Opium, denn Opium bringt Opi um!
Re: Francis Albert Sinatra
8Scumbag.
Also, Dean Martin and Sammy Davis Jr were better/way cooler.
Also, Dean Martin and Sammy Davis Jr were better/way cooler.
DIY and die anyway.
Re: Francis Albert Sinatra
9I'm not up with the lore. What kind of nasty things has this man done?
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Re: Francis Albert Sinatra
10I like that one too. I had a fun vision of being there and ruining it for him by countering "But don't most people feel their worst in the morning?".jason from volo wrote: Fri Jun 18, 2021 1:38 pm“I feel sorry for people that don't drink because when they wake up in the morning, that is the best they’re going to feel all day.”
Thanks for the info.
EDIT: to the above: Yeah, that's the point of course. me dumb.
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