Music.

There are times when jazz may be regarded as a virtue. Such as when some patriotic composer, content to sound its rhythmic possibilities rather than its capacity for noise, humanely modifies it from a national nuisance to a national characteristic. These instances, of course, are rare. But when the composer happens to be a John Alden Carpenter, who turns its noisy commentaries into philosophic reflections, and its shuffling rhythms into the exalted intricacies of the ballet, then the very isolation of its position gives it a certain national significance. Thus the first of the Concerts Internationaux da Ia Libre Esthétique, which introduced Mr. Carpenter's Jazz Pantomime, "Krazy Kat," took on somewhat of the nature of an historic occasion.