The year was 1960. It was a fallow period for rock’n’roll. Elvis was in the Army. Buddy Holly and Eddie Cochran were dead. Gene Vincent was in the hospital. Little Richard was in the ministry. Chuck Berry was in jail. The Everly Brothers went country. Jerry Lee Lewis was ostracized for marrying his 13-year old cousin. A stench of teen idolatry ruled the airwaves and dominated the charts what with Frankie Avalon, Bobby Rydell, Paul Anka, Fabian, Ricky Nelson, Pat Boone (ugh!) and Bobby Vee. The Beatles hadn’t yet arrived to save real rock’n’roll. In the midst of this cultural doldrum, a cat named Bobby Lewis came out of nowhere to rock the jukebox with a stunning sliver of pure adrenaline called “Tossin’ And Turnin’.”