This is Sinatra planting a flag — swinging hard on his own label, on his own terms.
By 1961, Frank Sinatra had earned the right to do things his way. So when he launched his own Reprise Records, he made Ring-a-Ding Ding! (1961) the first release out of the gate, and he made a deliberate choice: no ballads. Just uptempo swing, all the way through. It was a statement about what he wanted the label to be — loose, alive, not beholden to the softer, more polished sound that Capitol had been steering him toward. Whether that decision makes for a perfect album is debatable, but it makes for a genuinely fun one.
Arranger and conductor Johnny Mandel does most of the heavy lifting here, and he's in fine form. The band pops and cracks on the title track, and Sinatra sounds like a man who's just walked into a party he's been looking forward to all week. That energy carries through most of the record. Tracks like "A Foggy Day" and "Let's Face the Music and Dance" are brisk and confident without being rushed. Sinatra isn't trying to reinvent these songs — he knows them cold, and it shows. He's just having a good time with them.
The no-ballads concept is interesting in theory, but in practice it means the album doesn't have the kind of emotional range that makes his Capitol records with Nelson Riddle so re-listenable. There's no "In the Wee Small Hours" moment here, nothing to pull you up short. What you get instead is a record that stays at one temperature — high — for about forty minutes. That's not a knock so much as a fair description. If you want Sinatra loose and swinging, this delivers. If you want the full picture, you'll need to go elsewhere too.