JAZZ WAS ALL AROUND ME

Jazz was all around me, it swaddled me like a baby and swayed me back and forth with it's gentle swing and tickled me with it's syncopation and dangled its many colours above me like one of those dangly things in a bassinet. I wished I could be ensconced like this forever and say, "jazz music is nice" in a mumbly murmur, but I knew that that whiny music from the late 90s where the punky people strained their voices and sang about how the girls didn't want to fuck them was ready to burst in at any moment and blow my high.