As promised, Here is my Tribute to a Great man.
Sure, he had trouble with the Mafia, was under FBI surveillance for a few decades, and had a bit of trouble with Paranoia...
But IT'S FRANK.
He is the one historical figure that I sneakily close my eyes to his faults and open my ears to his voice.
Maybe I love him because his blue, swooning, melt-y eyes seem to hold all the kindness in the world.
Maybe I love him because his songs, full of my childhood and dad, are subtly in the background.
Maybe I love him because he evokes the idea that innocent, simpler times are not as far away as we make them.
That his music is the reminder of of our original selves before we built a wall of grime and ludicrous distrust around us.
Don't forget to pause my playlist at the bottom, before you enter the world of Frank via this youtube video: