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Traditional pop music(There is no universally-used term for this kind of music, but at least one reference calls it by this name, so this is the name under which I put it. Another name sometimes used is mainstream pop music.)This article deals with the type of music that succeeded big band music and preceded rock and roll as the most popular kind of music in the United States of America, most of Europe, and some other parts of the world. Traditional pop music is the popular music of the late 1940s and early 1950s. It developed from big band music as a result of the emphasis shifting from the band to the singer. Singers who typified this genre:
(Note that the Jimmie Rodgers mentioned above isn't to be confused with an earlier country music singer of the same name. He, Connie Francis, and The Vogues were from a somewhat later era than most of the singers listed above; however, their style is closer to traditional pop than to the rock and roll typical of their era.) Sometimes this music is considered "easy-listening music[?]," but there is at best a large overlap between the two. See also: 1970s Music Groups everything so like my wife.html">wife, the world shall believe it. Nay, thou
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opinion of atheism, when they may be so much more conveniently lewd
corner, and 's coming this way.
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FONDLEWIFE, BARNABY.
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BAR. But, sir.
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with his wife? With Comfort herself?
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kept my mistress company in the meantime. But you say -
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