A man decided to go on vacation to a Pacific island. When he stepped off the plane, it was amazing: Cool, light ocean breeze, palms gently swaying in the wind, white sandy beaches, drums off in the distance. He went to his hotel, checked in & started having the time of his life.
When he turned in on the first night he still heard drums off in the distance. They were charming at first, but now it was annoying and he had a hard time going to sleep. The next morning, he went to concierge and asked about the drums.
The concierge replied: "The drums, they never stop. Very, very bad if they stop."
So the man went about his day in paradise, having a great time, but the drums never stopped. He tried to ignore them but they interfered with his sleep the second night. The next morning, fuzzy-headed from too many island drinks and too little sleep,
he again asked the concierge if something could be done about the drums and got the same reply: "Drums not stop. Very bad if they do."
The rest of the day wasn’t fun. The drums were driving him crazy & he wasn’t getting any sleep. The next day he was ready leave. He packed his and went to the concierge to give him a piece of his mind. Suddenly, the drums stopped.
He said to the concierge: "They finally stopped! Thank God – I can finally get some sleep. I was about the leave."
The concierge said,” This is bad –very very bad. Flee from this island while you still can!”
"Why?" asked the man.
The concierge replied, “When drums stop, bass solo next."
"Why?" asked the man.
The concierge replied, “When drums stop, bass solo next."
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