Prong - Freezer Burn

... Unless tonight I’ll ruin the whole premiere and call Sarah. It would be an act of Herostratus. Before the Prime Minister. A step towards her fame and my dismissal. There was never anything like it here. The cry of the soul of double bass. Perhaps a panic will begin. Or the prime minister’s bodyguard will shoot me. By mistake. Just by virtue of its instant reaction. Or maybe by mistake he will shoot a touring conductor. Anyway, something will happen. My life will change in the most decisive way. This would be a stage in my biography. And even if I do not get Sarah this way, she will never forget me. I will become a constant anecdote of her career, her life. That would be the price of a cry. And I would fly out ... fly out ... as a simple director.