dark red by Steve lacy plays in the background Narrator: towering over them all, is the judge, he is a great favorite, he is dancing, his small feet lively and quick, now in double time, bowing to the ladies, huge and pale and hairless, like an enormous infant, he never sleeps, he says he will “never die”, he bows to the fiddlers and goes backwards, and he throws his head back, and laughs deep in his throat, the judge, he offs his hat and the lunar dome of his skull passes palely under the lamps, and he swings about and takes possession of all the fiddles and he pirouettes, 2 passes and fiddling at once, his feet light and nimble, he dances in light and shadow and he is a great favorite, he is dancing, dancing.