Give me an accordion in his hands...

Riddle:.
He was so much fun playing,.
Only glimpses of the keys,.
Sounds sweet sailing,.
Like nightingales sing,.
Guess who is he?.
This is our....

At noon, the working out of town on business. Almost on every corner are people of unknown nationality, totally diversified by sex and age and plays the accordion is not very clean hands. Virtuosos, mostly adult men are. The ability to play softly over a melody that would not be repeated every five seconds - provides the greatest master of his craft. Some women are following, apparently, some of his inner feminine logic, tight on the buttons in the tool completely random order, taking from him his own intelligible only to the music.
On the way back to see how several people were standing on the backs of accordions and the group discussing something. Pappus? . But while one thing is clear - the number of brave accordion growing before our eyes.

Perhaps all of this - preparing the city for the title of Cultural Capital of Europe 2011? .

I'm thinking to go to the store and buy some earplugs, but I'm afraid of such an influx of culture, can damage hearing.