The Accordion (i.e. Lucca #2)

Eric wants to learn the accordion. For serious. I vetoed that. Are you kidding me. I already knew that, although sometimes it sounds interesting, I do not like the accordion that much - if at all. After spending two or more weeks in Italy, I know that I do not want someone learning the accordion where I will have to be present during practice. I seriously don't like it when people who, in theory, know what they are doing play the things. It's not necessarily the music they play, it's the sound of it.
Today, for example, while I was writing in the piazza, it turns out that I had sat down beside this duo, and accordion and a keyboard-wind-instrument-majiggy (you can read what it says, spell it out, leave me alone). I came quickly to the conclusion that they either only knew 4-5 songs, or they believed, somehow, that these were the songs that people liked to hear. I literally (not figuratively) heard one song at least 5 times. I started to count once it because obvious enough to write about it in my journal (as well as here). My theory was further demonstrated as, after lunch, we walked back toward our B&B and in the piazza where ELTON JOHN will be performing, these guys were playing for some poor people trying to eat. Actually, only the accordion player was playing at the time because the other guy was going around with his hat. The point, really, is that it was most definitely a song I had heard played many times this morning.
Whatever.
Eric is so not learning the accordion!