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My friend and I don't really see eye to eye with regard to music. He thinks that rock and punk music are great, and most other kinds of popular music are OK. In fact, he listens to anything but classical music. On the other hand, I love classical music.

A while ago, we were hanging out at a music store when my friend saw a poster. His favorite punk band was coming for a concert. He said that we should go together. At first I told him, "No way!" But he wouldn't lay off begging me to go with him. Finally, I gave in and said I would go if he promised me one thing. He had to promise to go to an orchestra concert with me.

We saw the punk band first. I must admit that, in terms of musical talent, the band we saw wasn't bad.

Then it was his turn to see the orchestra. I was a little worried that my friend would not keep his word. But he did. Usually my friend and I go Dutch when we go out together. However, I knew he would never pay to see an orchestra so I bought his ticket. In accordance with our deal, I took my friend to see the symphony orchestra perform a night of Mozart.

I had heard this orchestra was superb, and they certainly lived up to my high expectations. They were great! At first my friend seemed restless. It was dark in the concert hall, but I could feel him moving around in his seat. Soon, however, he settled down and was very still.

After the concert was over and the lights came back on, I asked my friend what he thought. He said, "I heard Mozart speaking to me in the music."

I was surprised and said, "Really?"

"Yeah," my friend said. "He kept saying, 'Go to sleep. Go to sleep.' So I did."