Back when Vivaldi was a young punk, starved and with way too much funky ideas in his head, the only job he could find was as a teacher for girls in a convent.

Unleashing of the craziness ensued: with 60 pupils at hand, he started chain-writing pieces for string quatuors and quintets.

It’s called “Estro Armonico” and nr 8 on the Café Zimmerman’ recording is my ringtone. I always pause a bit before picking up a call.