Here’s a piece from 1991. Although I was not there, it’s possible to imagine the backstage banter: How would you, Mr. Frank, like to come out onstage and perform with us? And so he does. I didn’t believe when he said he’d lost the edge off his ability to play in those last years, and when you see and hear this, I doubt you will either.
For you FZ fans and former players, this is a three-hanky experience. I always feel a bit tearful upon hitting the Play button on this one. Here’s Frank as a walk-on guest, a real one-time only experience or so I’d think.