Chris Isaak Has If All Backwards: This Ain't The Way Sinatra Did It

Three teenagers stand by the backstage door of the Hollywood Palace. As the sun sets behind them, the kids—two girls and a boy—conduct a silent vigil, their eyes fixed on Vine Street. In their arms they clutch posters and album covers emblazoned with the puckishly handsome, fashionably photographed image of Chris Isaak—who has yet to show up for a soundcheck.