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Years ago in Chicago I was asked to accompany two
dancers who were providing entertainment at a
business women’s dance party given in a hall of the
YWCA. After the entertainment, the
juke box was turned on so everybody could dance:
there was no orchestra (they were saving
money). However, the goings-on
became very expensive. One of the arms in
the juke box moved a selected record on to the
turntable. The playing arm moved to an
extraordinarily elevated position. After
a slight pause it came down rapidly and heavily
on the record, smashing it.
Another arm came into the situation and removed the
debris. The first arm moved another
selected record on to the turntable.
The playing arm moved up again,
paused, came down quickly,
smashing the record. The debris was
removed by the third arm. And so
on. And meanwhile all
the flashing colored lights associated with
juke boxes worked perfectly, making
the whole scene glamorous.
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