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Ring-A-Ding-Ding (1961)
I knew Ring-a-ding-ding was a slang expression associated with Sinatra but I didn't realize it was also an album title. This was Frank's first release after forming Reprise Records. This was a much bigger industry power move at the time--artists' vanity labels don't mean as much today. Sinatra already had more control at Capitol than almost any of his peers but he got to dow whatever he wanted at Reprise.
Apparently what he wanted to do was swing. This is Sinatra at his coolest; you can almost feel the chill from a pitcher of martinis. The bright and brassy arrangements this time were from Johnny Mandel, the only time he worked with Sinatra on record. Sinatra sounds unrelentingly positive and almost glib at times. It's a complete role reversal from the tortured torch singer on some of his other albums. Ring-A-Ding-Ding is undeniably a fun listen but kind of a superficial one. Everything swings here; even "In the Still of the Night" is taken up tempo. The result is a sameness that's calling out for a change of pace once in a while. My favorite is a Harold Arlen number Let's Fall in Love. Sinatra's phrasing is always impeccable but his syncopation here is more impeccable than usual.
One nice thing about walking a dog with sunglasses is you end up chatting with lots of people. Today I met a cool old guy named Muldoon Elder, who used to be a major figure in the SF art scene. He founded Vorpal Gallery in the 60s and was an early champion of the work of M.C. Escher. Muldoon is quite a painter in his own right. We talked for about ten minutes as the traffic whizzed by on Fell Street. Boz paced in circles around us for most of the conversation.
I knew Ring-a-ding-ding was a slang expression associated with Sinatra but I didn't realize it was also an album title. This was Frank's first release after forming Reprise Records. This was a much bigger industry power move at the time--artists' vanity labels don't mean as much today. Sinatra already had more control at Capitol than almost any of his peers but he got to dow whatever he wanted at Reprise.
Apparently what he wanted to do was swing. This is Sinatra at his coolest; you can almost feel the chill from a pitcher of martinis. The bright and brassy arrangements this time were from Johnny Mandel, the only time he worked with Sinatra on record. Sinatra sounds unrelentingly positive and almost glib at times. It's a complete role reversal from the tortured torch singer on some of his other albums. Ring-A-Ding-Ding is undeniably a fun listen but kind of a superficial one. Everything swings here; even "In the Still of the Night" is taken up tempo. The result is a sameness that's calling out for a change of pace once in a while. My favorite is a Harold Arlen number Let's Fall in Love. Sinatra's phrasing is always impeccable but his syncopation here is more impeccable than usual.
One nice thing about walking a dog with sunglasses is you end up chatting with lots of people. Today I met a cool old guy named Muldoon Elder, who used to be a major figure in the SF art scene. He founded Vorpal Gallery in the 60s and was an early champion of the work of M.C. Escher. Muldoon is quite a painter in his own right. We talked for about ten minutes as the traffic whizzed by on Fell Street. Boz paced in circles around us for most of the conversation.
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