NO LIFE FOR A VIRGIN
ACE BOOKS S-174
1ST PRINTING 1956
NEW YORK, USA
PIED PIPER OF HOT JAZZ
From Basin Street to Broadway, Chuck was it-the boy with the golden lip! When he picked up his trumpet for a solo, the crowds went wild. And wherever he played, there was always a girl who knew what Chuck wanted-and was willing to play a one-night stand. Until Irene sang her way into the little band-and Chuck's life.
Maybe her voice wasn't really good, but the customers liked it. And then, abruptly, the song changed, the notes went sour. Irene found herself caught up in a whirling crescendo of discord, and, somehow, somewhere Chuck was in the center of it all-composing the score for the mad music.
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