Wednesday, February 08, 2012

Weird--after a long hiatus I'm hooked on Frank again, this time via the Sinatra/Tommy Dorsey collaborations. It's peculiar that music from decades before my birth can make me feel a powerful and melancholic nostalgia. Also, In the Wee Small Hours, which I used to find too ballad-y, is just fucking great.

As I typed this, iTunes shuffle play suddenly went Sinatra-mad, running three tracks in a row. Someday I'm going to write about iTunes and synchronicity.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I was playing "September Of My Years" and "No One Cares" all last fall. "No One Cares" especially. Taran didn't like it--not because he thought it sucked, but because it was too sad.