Jumpin' at the Woodside

I think it can be argued that nothing in the history of Swing Jazz ever surpassed these three minutes. There may be other contenders, but "Jumpin' at the Woodside" represents the best of something in this world. Lester's solo in the fourth chorus is wonderful, but the ending... the ending is deliriously sublime. The intensity of Herschel Evans' awesome clarinet solo literally gives me chills sometimes. With those glorious horns roaring behind him like mysterious behemoths rising out of the deep dark bog-marsh of primal human existence. On more than one occasion, I have come close to a kind of Whirling Dervish ecstatic moment listening to this song. If it lasted a couple of minutes longer, I would probably have reached union with the Creator.