Disc:
Why were there so many Connie Francis albums?
Connie: I had a special contract
that allowed me to record as much as I wanted, and there wasn't any recoupment
session cost or anything like that. So whatever I really wanted to
do album-wise, I did. Of course, I did feel that some of them weren't
promoted properly. Actually, now that I think about it none were
promoted properly. The only way that they ever got attention was
if I did a track from the album on the Perry Como Show or one of the Ed
Sullivan shows. Especially the Sullivan show because I appeared on
that show more than any other. That was the way to introduce something
of mine that wasn't on a single. It would become famous overnight,
and people would be able to buy it because it was on an album.
Disc: Then millions
heard it all at once.
Connie: Millions
and millions of people. And you can't do that today because there's
no outlet like that anymore.
Disc: Wasn't
that how "Mama" from your "Italian Favorites" LP received
so much attention?
Connie: That's
absolutely true. In fact, that was one of those five albums that
I cut in about 10 days in London around 1960. I believe there was
a demarcation line in music,
which was circa early-1956, with the exception of a few like Bill Haley's
"Rock Around the Clock", were still being made for the adults.
By 1956, the music belonged to the kids. The 45 was king and they
were being bought by the kids, mostly teenage girls. Of course this
was mainly due to Elvis. But the kids made the stars. Then,
most everything from the early '50s became old hat.
Disc: However,
those standards were among the first songs you ever sang.
Connie: Yes,
because I've been singing since the age of three. I'd been singing
on television for four consecutive years without missing a week on a kiddie
show before there was any rock and roll. At 11-years-old I was doing
songs like St. Louis Woman, with my bobbie socks and my accordion,
on the Ted Mack's Amateur Hour. You know, "St.
Louis woman, with her diamond rings" and that sort of stuff. I remember
when I was nine, I was doing four shows a day at the Steel Pier in Atlantic
City on a kiddie show. Once there, my father said "here, sing this
song, it's a good song." I said, "what is it?" He said, "it's a Spanish
song, you sing it and play it!" My father has this sort of quaint,
elusive charm, like a taskmaster. "It's "Siboney"," he said,
"and here's the record, just write down what you hear, don't write down
what you see on the music." And that's the way I began to sing foreign
language songs, other than Italian which I had always sung.
Disc: Since when? |