Tuesday, December 2, 2025

Frank Sinatra at home. Palm Springs, 1964.

 


18 comments:

  1. Digging some tunes, smoking some cigs and watching your Lab scratch his butt on the rug. Man, that's livin'.

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  2. Worth reading -
    https://franksinatramusic.wordpress.com/2011/09/06/frank-sinatras-1963-playboy-magazine-interview/

    ...much deeper than music & song... :)

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    1. Read it. Indeed, more than meets the eye. He was a thinker.

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  3. Saw a youtube of an old dood that has a large "furniture style" jukebox that plays 78rpm albums that Ol' Blue Eyes had designed and fabricated for his home back in the early 50's. Looked like it held at least 50 albums and it still works.

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  4. Plenty of Parlaments at hand….

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    1. He was a very heavy smoker

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    2. At first I thought they were bundles of Cash

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    3. Bowl O’ Smokes

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    4. I thought looked like ‘60s Parliament packaging.

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  5. Old blue eyes and scratchy brown eye

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  6. "Scratch Brown Eye" .... Now that's funny folks....

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  7. Scratchy that is....

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  8. The bowl of smokes....................

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  9. An insane amount of ciggy butts. That's for sure.

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  10. That dog is definitely enjoying a good 6 rub on the carpet. I can see it in his look.

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  11. When you are wealthy there will be signs…

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  12. Scratching the old stinky brown star.

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  13. Mia! your dog's eaten the damn charge cord again!

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