Helicopter eyes going where they wan, dizzy making, Whirling CD emits Gillespie’s crazy horn. Vision of grapefruit cheeks. Where does that combination of musical notes come from? What spaceship was his parents? The cool breeze raised by the whirlwind from the horn, bass, piano and drums fans the heat in the head. At the same time the heart hears the marching orders of the up beat and tells the legs, “move and dance”, “ well, at least tap your feet or your fingers, OK?” Exercise the open space of freedom in this mortal coil, take hold of another to join the celebration – make air waves.