Somewhere along the way, in the past 50 years or so, we have lost sight of the drama. Where did it go? Where did the genius of music go?

This is my revelation, my appreciation of that phenomenon as illustrated through the music of Al Jolson.

I began hearing and recognizing, in that show, little things of his personality that I had also heard in his music but not understood.

But what if I said that music, an art form so strongly rooted in subjectivity, can be swayed by objectivity?