From the author: There’s a new crooner on the market that they’re comparing to old Crosby and Blue Eyes, but I ain’t so impressed. He thinks that flashing a smile and batting his eyelashes at young bobby soxers suddenly makes him the cock of the walk? I call gobbledygook! That man is nothing more than a fad that will let show business eat him right up. His first record may be flying off the shelves, but give it a few months, and it’ll be collecting dust in your grandma’s basement. The news keeps calling him “God’s Gift to Women”, but do you all wanna know what I think? I bet Mr. God’s Gift can’t even satisfy a woman outside of singing to her. In fact, I’ll invite him onto the show anytime if he thinks he can prove me wrong.