Frank Sinatra

  • Stardust memories

    Las Vegas, it seems, can never offer enough glam, glitz and gambling. But what goes up in this perpetual boom town must always come crashing down.
  • The Fix

    David Brinkley and Gregory Peck leave us, but the Sex Pistols are alive and well and coming to the U.S. Plus: Where in the world is Dennis Miller?
  • The Fix

    Paul McCartney gets his diary back, Michael Moore gets the Mouse in trouble, and Katie Couric gets a body rub from Mike Meyers. Plus: Who fans go for broke!
  • "Songs for Swingin' Lovers"

    Beyond the magnificent late-night gloom (and the bombast of "My Way") you'll find Frank Sinatra's finger-poppin' classic, a joyous exploration of rhythmic invention.
  • We're from New Jersey -- you're not

    Celebrities, championships, sylvan woods, deeply grounded people -- that's Jersey. The provincials from Manhattan will never understand.
  • In defense of the original "Ocean's 11"

    The remake is a marketing-driven bore. I'd rather be at Chasen's with Frank, Dino and the gang.
  • The horror: Protesting Soderbergh's blasphemy

    "Hey, George: Go back to the E.R. before Frank sends you there! Yo, Brad: Dino could spit you out like an olive pit!"
  • DeGeneres: "I don't need to be distracted"

    Ellen reveals what the most important thing in life is. Plus: Britney backs out of duet with Jacko!
  • Look but don't touch

    Meadow Soprano loves God, gets naked; Kidman nails new gig; Eminem does it for daughter. Plus: Electra and Navarro engaged -- Rodman enraged?
  • The mystery we deserve

    Marilyn Monroe died 39 years ago this month, and we still yearn for answers we'll never get.
  • Where Marilyn slept

    A seedy resort in Lake Tahoe hosted Monroe, Sinatra and the Kennedys -- sometimes all at once.
  • Uh oh -- O.J.'s angry!

    The juice's ex-girlfriend says she heard him confess, and now he's furious; Gwyneth and Ben seen modeling a more ... friendly relationship for exes; and Jerry Springer disses Jerry Springer.
  • We are family

    You don't have to be Italian for "The Sopranos" to hit home.
  • Have yourself a merry Jimmy Buffettmas

    Pour yourself a drink and forget the presents. December 25 offers plenty of other reasons to celebrate.
  • Merry olde millennium

    Britain's kittens purr and hiss: Rupert on royal dysfunction, Kate on connubial bliss. And now for something just like everything else ... John Cleese develops a sitcom.
  • Call me undependable

    Accident-prone: Ally Sheedy and Jason Priestley spill. Plus: He may be slick and oily, but Jesse was no SEAL. And: Gwynnie sings!
  • Sharps & Flats

    To deny Celine Dion is to deny the culture that made her a star.
  • The dearth of cool

    Are white hipsters an endangered species? Is sellout just another word for nothing left to lose?
  • He vs. she, part 1

    Even new resident Monica can't handle this one, as Rudy and Hillary prepare to take their fearsome domestic quarrel to upstate New York.
  • With a song in their hearts

    Singers have always made instinctive actors. This fall, a pack of new movies offers further evidence.
  • Mel Torme

    The Great American Songbook was his bible, and no one ever brought the songs to life with a greater combination of dizzying musicianship and dramatic flair.
  • If this jet's a-rockin,' don't come a-knockin'

    Like a virgin -- not! Branson makes the skies friendlier than ever; more than we wanted to know about Hendrix; and Alanis gets golden Frisbee award.
  • Swing Nation RIP

    Rat Pack Sinatra, khaki pants and frosty martinis may have been vapid, but just wait for the next horror on the cultural horizon
  • Ruff going

    Clinton's lawyers take their best shot, but impeachment seems all but inevitable.
  • Hoboken hero

    Frank Sinatra ripped out his humble roots when he crossed the Hudson -- but his hometown never forgot him.
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