I'm with G. from school. We pulled an all-nighter. Everyone for themselves. The room makes a sound in C minor, so my music fits in too. There's a big 24-hour event going on. I have to go to the toilet. I squat down and try to pee through a gap. It goes wrong. Then I pee in a bath. For a very long time. I hit a red towel. I take a hose and spray the whole bathroom. Dirt runs off a wall. An estate agent wants to sell the flat. Now it's clean and smells fresh, I think. A band is playing at the festival. The camera catches the drummer. The band plays a break but he keeps drumming and finishes later than the others. His sticks fall out of his hands briefly. He has a moustache and smiles at the camera. Afterwards, I play guitar alone in front of a large auditorium, tuning the low string lower. I play freely and exuberantly. The audience goes wild and I drive them on. I shout to the technicians that the music should be louder. They don't hear me. I whistle loudly. There is a complaint about plagiarism and I continue to a room where I sit down with a woman at the very back.