We tend to think of Bobby Darin as the last old-school pop singer, before the American songbook was submerged by the rock-and-soul surge of the 1960s. And in many respects he was. But just as Darin was becoming the heir to Frank Sinatra, Nat King Cole and Tony Bennett, he became meaningless almost overnight. One day he was a young finger-snapping swinge…
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