When Mozart passed away, he was buried in a churchyard. A couple days
later, the town drunk was walking through the cemetery and heard some
strange noise coming from the area where Mozart was buried. Terrified, the
drunk ran and got the priest to come
and listen to it. The priest bent close to the grave and heard some faint,
unrecognizable music coming from the grave. Frightened, the priest ran and
got the town magistrate.
When the magistrate arrived, he bent his ear to the grave,listened for a
moment, and said, "Ah, yes, that's Mozart's Ninth Symphony, being played
backwards." He listened a while longer, and said, "There's the Eighth
Symphony, and it's backwards, too. Most puzzling." So the magistrate kept
listening; "There's the Seventh... the Sixth... the Fifth..."
Suddenly the realization of what was happening dawned on the magistrate.
He stood up and announced to the crowd that had gathered in the cemetery,
"My fellow citizens, there's nothing to worry about. It's just Mozart