"Someone is quiet, and someone is loud ... If only we do not bring down the settings." Love for music. All the rest is not so important. How to get rid of loneliness? He lives in a strange room. And why are all the walls covered with striped mattresses? For soundproofing? The musician gave his favorite instrument to his soul, destiny and life. They became like him. But from love to hatred - one step. Who was the double bass for him-a friend or an enemy? He talks to him as if he were a living person. The musician worries that for his favorite instrument written few solo parts. But the sound is unique! For the musician, the whole world is full of sounds. What he does not touch - everything sounds special. This torments him. He is already talking to himself. And she misses her beloved girl. She sings so well! Is he destined to meet her again? Who is he really? Lover of a beautiful or crazy maniac?