In my opinion, She Shot Me Down was Sinatra’s last great album. Thanks to tracks like The Gal That Got Away/It Never Entered My Mind and A Long Night, this was Sinatra’s late-period triumph, filled with the type of torch songs he is most closely associated with. LA is My Lady and both Duets albums would follow; and while each of those three efforts had some strong points, never again would Sinatra release an album that seemed so, well, Sinatra-like.
And then there’s the cover art, a classic image of a pensive Sinatra at the bar, enveloped in smoke, looking every bit the world-weary troubadour. Rarely has an album’s cover so accurately portrayed the mood of its music so well. Sinatra himself said of the album, “A complete saloon album… tear-jerkers and cry-in-your-beer kind of things.”
Absurd as it may seem, this album, like so many of his great Reprise-era recordings, is out of print. The only legitimate way of purchasing it is to find a used copy or download it from Amazon.com.