A small pub near Fludoscarr.

and one of my friends finished music school, specializing in piano, and he hates it.
He went there out of foolishness when he was a child. And when he got tired of it, his parents forced him to finish. As if getting an education would give him anything.
So, what do you think about the brain idea?
Maybe I should write a story about it? A brain in a jar, maybe with some pulp.