Is it a dance? Is it art? What is produced from such entrancing music, such desperate hands and shaking voices? To the casual observer this is futile, a waste of time, talent, and beauty. Simple distractions from the important. But what a lovely beat, and what a lovely noise. Drawling saxophones and swinging trumpets guide feet and hands, tapping and painting. Is this art? Is it a dance? How thoroughly can one person be lost to this?
Why don't you find out?