Frank Sinatra, She Shot Me Down (1981)
The world-weariness of that voice. The stoicism-within-the-teariness of that voice. My mum put me onto Frank Sinatra I guess. I dunno, he’s just always been there. But it must have been my mum that first introduced us, in whatever sense. I know she’s a fan. Probably some budget compilations – the big ritzy, show-stopper Frank. Which I like too. But I’ve always preferred the melancholic Frank. And within that, much as I love the truly great – classic – albums. I’ve always loved picking out the “slightly lesser” ones, and examining them. Everyone now has been hipped to how great Watertown was even though it was a dud when first released. Trilogy might be a harder sell, through its sheer heft, but I love it. And now the new failed-experiment turned “classic” that I dig is this. Bought the reissued vinyl just recently. A beautiful sad-sack outing, one of his last. Recorded/released just after the Trilogy concept 3-LP. This is a sharper, smarter, less sprawling offering. And I love it. I really love it.
Sample Track: Good Thing Going (Going Gone)
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