You late one night drunk and desperate to express yourself sonically you steal a big 1970's all steel muscle car. You crush it through the store front of Ivod's keyboards and sporting goods. You make off with a Trautonium that was built in 1935. You also pocket a .22 derringer pistol from 1915. You wheel the Trautonium home and power it up. Sweet sounds of lost yesterday. You love this instrument. You call in sick a couple days in a row to stay home and play it.