'But as I'm shuffling towards her like a limbo dancer, she suddenly jumps back onto the AIDS horse: "Are you sure you don't have AIDS?"' Dixon's on the hunt for a story-but not just any old story. No. A story of great social significance. The kind of story that would make liberals weep. And when he runs into the pianist that butchered Liszt's Piano Concerto No 1 in the City Hall a few months earlier, he's convinced he's onto one. Not because of the young man's abysmal performance that evening, but rather because of his bizarre behaviour in the restroom shortly before it.