As warmer summer-like weather approaches broadcasters tell of imminent jazz festivals. But my first understanding of the term jazz is of bebop jazz; that music whose rhythms flew to the stratosphere and that drummers punctuated with bass drum bombs, its pace, at times too fast for the foot to beat four to the bar, or for jitter bugging dancers used to more middle of the road swing and sway of popular big band orchestras.

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