There were some clever costumes (furs, black-and-white polka-dot flamenco dresses, natty gangster suits for the smugglers) and ideas (the smuggled "goods" were people).
King's, which is part-owned by the renowned black bluesman. (Poor blacks frequent the authentic but obscure underground clubs that dot sections of the city where most white tourists fear to tread.) What Beale Street lacks today is spontaneity.