A friend (violinist) here for the first time after moving to our conservatory played in a quintet with a professor (contrabass). He says so fast. We play, and the professor screams at me, “Be afraid, shit!” I drink quieter and more frightened. He whispered again, “Be afraid, shit!”“And the eyes of the wicked are drawn out. Only after playing, I found out that the professor was very carnivorous and said, “More sound!”