Swing's The Thing!
September, 1998
playboy's guide to the mellow sideIt's late Saturday night. A soft rain falls on the weary city streets. You're standing outside one of the hippest nightclubs in town, hands in your pockets, waiting to get in. Suddenly the door opens, and you hear a sound that starts your toes tapping and your fingers snapping. Dancers twirl across the room, skirts are swirling, trumpets are growling, saxophones are honking. Get hep, daddy-o, it's Swing Night!The bands are jumping, the dancers are bumping. It's...
