In Munich, teen-agers sport peppermint-striped skirts whose hems bear the legend "Achtung, es wird getwistet" (Watch out, we're doing the twist) and wiggle to the recorded groanings of one Oliver Twist and his group, Die Happy Twisters. In West Berlin's jumping Eden
Saloon, lithe and limber Jamaican and Ghanaian girls nightly instruct votaries in a ritualistic, undulating "voodoo twist." Months after it began spraining sacroiliacs in the U.S., Britain and France, the twist has seized Germany.
No dance band can squeeze in more than one quick waltz or fox trot before the crowd begins chanting "Tvist! Tvist!" The bands quickly oblige....
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