There was once a billionaire philanthropist with a curious idea….
“What would happen if he gave modern musical instruments to tribal people who have never been in contact with the outer world? He decided to do just that, and to return after 10 years. The tribesmen were given an electric guitar, bass, a drum kit, digital keys, everything needed to make music with our common tools. After a decade, he returned, after instructing the natives to perform a musical show for the people. The show starts, and it sounds great! Everyone is rocking out to the traditional drums + bass + guitar band they got set up, and then the drummer starts a solo. He hits those skins real hard for a long while, and when he starts to settle down, the crowd starts chanting “Bu gu! Bu gu! Bu gu!” The philanthropist asks what the meaning of Bu Gu is, and is told “Bu Gu mean don’t stop.” So he figures these people really love their drums, shrugs, and continues to listen. However, things are getting odd… Every time the solo winds down, the crowd keeps cheering him on with their chants. The problem is, this is been going for half a day. And then a day. And then two. The philanthropist is astounded, and is hungry and tired, but he stays there out of sheer curiosity. Surely, all the other people are tired and hungry too, why don’t they just stop telling the drummer to go on? Finally he cracks and says “We’ve been here for three days, everyone is hungry, tired, and thirsty! Why don’t you tell the drummer to stop?!” They reply: “Drum solo no stop.” “WHY?!”, he asks. “When drum solo stop, bass solo start.”