One act monologue.

The protagonist, a double bassist in the state orchestra, in full bitterness yet not devoid of absurd and self-ironic humor, narrates to us in a sincere monologue about his monotonous life. He speaks of the double bass as if it were a living person, an unwanted roommate he sentenced himself to, but whom he cannot or does not want to get rid of for many reasons. Sometimes he treats it as his best and only friend, while other times he sees it as an unnecessary, ugly piece of furniture. He proudly talks about it as the backbone of the orchestra, yet at the same time mocks its appearance and sound.

He is in a peculiar relationship with the instrument he hates, blaming it for all his failures, yet without which his life would lose all meaning. Unable to break free from stagnation, trapped alone in his soundproof apartment, the protagonist dreams of great love and playing Schubert's "Trout Quintet"