In 1941, singer Frank Sinatra’s popularity soared, especially with teenage girls. On Aug. 11, 1943, “Sinatramania” arrived in Los Angeles.
Sinatra came to Southern California for a performance at the Hollywood Bowl and an appearance in an RKO movie.
In a non-bylined story, the Los Angeles Times reported the next morning:
To reiterate, I repeat: “Swoon!”
Sinatra’s in town.
There he is, boss, standing on the steps of the Santa Fe Chief without so much as wiggling his ears, yet at least 2,000 of his frenzied feminine followers is swooning, squealing, giggling, scratching, screeching, clawing and stomping on reporters’ corns all over the Pasadena station.
I am gaudy with goosepimples as I hesitate to contemplate what would of happened if Frankie would of lowered his eyelids, opened his epiglottis and bust out with “Night and Day” or Beethoven’s “Moonlight Sonatra.” I bet the Chief would of been derailed.
Twenty of Pasadena’s finest is popping their suspender buttons trying to keep the horde of ecstatic teenage swooners from stampeding.
“Sinatra beats Glenn Miller,” puffed one officer. “When Glenn comes in a couple of years ago, I only lose one button.”
These photos were scanned from the original 4-by-5-inch negatives. The photographer is unknown.
This post originally was published on July 28, 2011.