“…once Crosby and company started singing soft and low, the words to the old love songs began to sound, well, more loving. They set to crooning, filling movie soundtracks and radio programs with their invitations to forbidden dances, and they set hearts to pounding.
“Pulpits, too: the cardinal of Boston denounced crooning, which he called ‘a base art’ and ‘a degenerate form of singing,’ adding, ‘They are not true love songs. They profane the name. They are ribald and revolting to true men.'”
