For all its seeming squareness, the culture of swing dancing held San Francisco in its pinkie-ringed grip about a decade ago. Its uniforms were pinstriped suits and polka-dotted dresses seemingly plucked from film noir sets. Its cocktails were dry martinis and cosmos. Its heroes were jazz greats such as Louis Prima and Count Basie. The dances — the Lindy Hop, the Charleston, the Balboa — were feats of athleticism and stamina played out in nightclubs. The scene came and went with the same rapidity as any exercise in urban cool, but the dancing itself set it apart from others. And because the swing set has a faithful core that's still in... More >>>