Back in the Bunker

Sorry, but today's all about tackling a major project, rather than scooping out a small portion of my brain to share with you good people. Please content yourself with the high-brow electronic music above, as well as the following snippet of anti-jazz hysteria from the April 11, 1921 edition of the Chicago Tribune:

Home was handicapped. No saxophones or trombones; the best he could find to smite was a bloomin' lyre. Nero was restricted to a Stradivarius.

Both made their mistake, it seems, for...