In a silken excitement, the geisha padded swiftly into the banquet hall of an exclusive Tokyo restaurant. Some bore samisens; others struck the classical attitudes of a geisha dance on the soft straw mats. Suddenly the samisens began beating it out eight to the bar and one of the girls let go a gully-low bellow that crackled the paper walls. The girls were doing the Samisen Boogie, a red-hot indication of what people meant last week when they said that Japan was jazzu-crazy.
From Osaka and Kobe to Tokyo, up & down the Ginza (Tokyo's...
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