If I had any musical talent at all I would have a violin like this one. Then again, maybe not. I get the feeling that you only get to play it one time before it absorbs your soul, adding your skull to it’s collection as you turn into a pile of dust on stage.
On the other hand, if I ever find my myself in Georgia at the same time the devil went down there, I’d totally challenge him to a fiddle playing contest. How hard could it be? I’d just hit him over the head with my fiddle while he’s playing his. Hey, he didn’t say what kind of fiddle duel. Just that we would use fiddles. Ha ha Suck it Satan.