The Lone Musician

So, this starts with some music in my backyard. Unknown music. Someone asked me what's that music? I said, I will tell you all about it, which is where our story begins. This took place fifty years ago. Johnny Marco loved music. He loved playing it, he loved hearing it, he loved everything about it. There is nothing wrong with that, but he was addicted to music. Now, as you would expect, Johnny played for a lot of concerts. At one, he was playing a song, and he played two notes wrong. Now there is nothing wrong with that, and the crowd didn’t even notice, but Johnny wanted his music to be played to the utmost perfection. So, after that, he vowed never to do anything else until he mastered it, actually, more than just master the song, but hone it to utmost perfection, and master it. One faithfull rainy night, he was walking to a music studio to practice just that one song. It was a moonless night. He could only see one foot ahead of him. But, he stumbled and fell into a huge hole, and the hole did not seem to have an end. He kept on falling deeper in that hole. He became a ghost, and is still playing music, trying to play that same song till perfection. And every night, on the full moon, you can still hear him playing that one song, trying to perfect it.