Probably the most flat out beautiful Easter celebration I ever saw: a church in Chicago 30-some years ago: A whole bunch of the highschool- agers dancing and whirling up the aisle, with tamborines and whatever else imaginable, to the one perfect song in the world for it; "Lord of the Dance."
Hey, Bobert, don't sweat it; even M.G. just messed around a little without screamin' anything foul. Rejoice and let the dance go on.