i don't know why he calls himself 'fat' being kinda thin, black, bright and joyful like the few of those that I've met before and he adores the humanized sound of duduk and he has a piano tattoo drawn all over his neck with black and white keys tied with too sensitive strings covered by his flesh keys reaching straight to his brain vibrating the bursting sound from inside every time I try to find the right key of his own tune on an instrument i’ve always wished to play like a pro.