100 years of Frank Sinatra: A Tribute Part II
"Cock your hat - angles are attitudes." - Frank Sinatra
I’ve never been able to separate Frank Sinatra & New York City, to me, they go together. Without Frank Sinatra, New York City would not be what it is to me, and vice versa. They romanticize each other in a very unique way.
I was 12 years old when I saw the skyline of NY for the very first time—waking up on the greyhound around 6am after sleeping in the fetal position across two seats, I sat up, rubbed my eyes and in the distance I saw sharp steel objects jetting out the earth, sparkling in the reflection of the sunrise. The physical embodiment of not only the American Dream but all great dreams that were ever dreamt, as butterflies filled my stomach and my heart picked up the rhythm of limitless possibilities. I had yet to break through the glass bubble of energy that surrounds Manhattan, like an all powerful cloak of invisibly which knows and sees all, and yet, all of a sudden I felt alive. Sinatra was able to capture and channel that same feeling into his music . . . a musician that understood the importance of style, he used it as an extension of his persona and confidence. His style became iconic like his voice (as the best performing artists understand the connection and importance of syncing both.) It reaffirms the phrase ‘ It’s not what you wear, it's how you wear it.' Sinatra’s simple silhouette, like the shadow of the NYC skyline, is recognizable worldwide. Both keen at striking a universal chord that knows no boundaries.
