Contrast Joined in Quality.

I was listening earlier to one of my favourite Frank Sinatra songs: In the Wee Small Hours of the Morning. I’ve been a fan of Sinatra for a long time, and also of his contemporary, Nat ‘King’ Cole. My appreciation of them is purely musical, but it strikes me as interesting that, notwithstanding their relative and considerable merits as singers, much of Cole’s popularity derived from his having been a loving and lovely person. Sinatra, on the other hand, owed at least some of his popularity to the fact of having been a lovable rogue.