The idea of music existing “between the notes” seems to be the best description of Heisenberg. A bit like the principle from which it takes its name, that you cannot view a thing and observe it’s momentum at once. The music analogy is more romantic though.
A big red, white ‘n’ blue tent sits in the corner of the park, surrounded by big American style trucks to match, all emblazoned with circus imagery for Uncle Sam’s Great American Circus. Don’t expect to see any real Americans, but do prepare yourself for a polished representation of what popular imagination says a circus should be.