Caught by the torrent of life

You can always start with one Violin.

Just imagine.
The magic starts on an ice-skating ring. Turn the fantasy into passion.
Let your soul free by the bonfire of the caravan. Or dance barefoot on the green fields.
And when you think you've found the purest form of love, just let it slip into something more comfortable... the passion of the suburbs...

Time for a cold shower...
And that was one Violin. The One and Only Edvin Marton and his Stradivarius.