listens to Once upon a time on a Long Island far far away, a child was born. <br/><br/>On this island, where the children are all forced to diligently learn classical violin and compete against eachother, the child was dutiful but unhappy.<br/> <br/>The child thought Violin should be fun.
<br/><br/>THEN one day that child turned eighteen and moved her ass to TEXAS... and said "screw this".<br/><br/> The violin went into a closet, only to see the light of day 3 or 4 times a year.
<br/><br/>One day in 1997, a Bluegrass band with a punk edge crashed their Band Wagon into her apartment... they were all drunk and she was like "Who the fuck are you?"
<br/><br/>"We are FishFryBingo" they said, and we are here to turn that dusty violin of yers into a fiddle!"
<br/><br/>and so they did, and with reservation, the grown up child began to play it... and it was FUN.
<br/><br/>They all spit and shook hands on the marriage of the newly found fiddle and it's freaked out player (who shall remain nameless)
<br/><br/>And they all lived happily ever after. THE END
