followed by a live recording of Sinatra in concert in New York in 1974.

Frank Sinatra strode out onto the stage at the Royal Albert Hall in September 1980, ambled across to the orchestra stalls where my father Ken Jones and I were seated in the front row, and sang the opening verse of 'Fly Me to the Moon' right into my face. Old Blue Eyes locked with Young Green Eyes, and that was it. It had long been a habit of his, I would discover later, to zoom in on a female in the audience to sing the first song to. I'd grown up on his music, thanks to Dad. I knew the songs by heart. Everything crystallised in that moment. I've been hooked ever since.
This Sinatra centenary year has been one of tributes. What could Simon Napier-Bell's documentary add to praise already heaped? I did wonder myself, when he invited to take part. But I can't say no to Simon.
He never disappoints. Taking the long view back over Frank's career from a British viewpoint was a clever idea. Although Francis Albert was flogged to America via live performances, movies, recordings and relentless press and publicity, whipping up hysteria among the bobbysoxers and cementing his place in the pantheon, information about him here during the Fifties and early Sixties was scant. The result was a British music-loving public intrigued by and hungry for a singer they couldn't get their hands on. Sinatra fan clubs began mushrooming all over the UK long before his records were ever released here. Every import became an instant collectible. 
Those fans stayed loyal for life, tidal-waving to catch him in his Royal Albert Hall and Festival Hall concerts. His nod to them? The only Sinatra album ever made outside the US was recorded here. 'Sinatra Sings Great Songs from Great Britain' featured gems by the British composers he most admired, including Noel Coward's 'I'll Follow My Secret Heart', Ivor Novello's 'We'll Gather Lilacs in the Spring', and Ross Parker's and Hughie Charles's most enduring war-time rouser for Vera Lynn, 'We'll Meet Again'. The recordings were made in 1962 at CTS Studios in London W2. Only a few days before Sinatra began taping in Bayswater, the Beatles were convening a couple of miles away at Abbey Road. The world was about to change irrevocably.