Never mind Can, what about the can-can?
"Shouts, laughter, furious music, a bewildering chaos of darting and intermingling forms, stormy jerking ... bobbing heads, flying arms ... and then a final rush, riot, a terrific hubbub and a wild stampede!"
Hey, sounds like a fun gig. What was it? Some hardcore madness? A drum 'n' bass bash? Grime? Drill? Nope. The can-can, as described by Mark Twain during a visit to Paris in 1867.
Ah, we modern post-punk, post-rock (post-everything) know-it-alls are just innocents abroad ...