I don't want to listen to your fucking music

It does here. 10pm. Period. Outdoor concerts are required to cease at 9:45. Like or not.

Anyway, I thought the pitting of the OP was for unwanted music. I agree. If you guys actually like unwanted music, well put that into IMHO. Fucktard yourself.

I thought I had it bad when my neighbor used his riding tractor to mow his lawn twice a week (then the leaf blower etc).
I also thought I had it bad when neighbor one more over had teen age sons and they would have their friends over, taking pot shots at squirrels on the golf course across the street (illegal and yes, I called the cops. You think I’m going to go tell a testoteroned teen to put his damned rifle away in front of his friends? No thanks).

I continued to feel I had it BAD when other side neighbor’s son dropped out of college and hung out on their sun porch, listening to “music”.

My tale of woe increased when kiddy-corner-through-the-backyards-to-the-east’s child turned 2 and was let outdoors. She has a shriek that could remove paint. She shrieks constantly.

All of these pale in comparison to what happened last summer:

New kiddy-corner-via-the-backyards-the-west neighbors moved in. And promptly built an in-ground swimming pool. Every warm day is now made hideous ALL day long by shrieks, “music” AND electronic lawn appliances.
I get the lawn mowers. I don’t like them (no one ever mows at the same time someone else is, so we have sequential noise pollution like some kind of slow motion sonic wave). I get the shrieks (although I never allowed my kids to do that). I get the “music” (upon occasion). What I can’t stand is all of them, ALL day long.

I had an apartment with a large family behind it. During the summer, all day, every day would be filled with shrieks from little girls chasing each other around the yard. I will take music, any music, over that kind of noise.

It STARTED at 1. A.M. It’s not a party that went long, or if it did, it’s very poor judgment to bring it outside at 1 A.M. I heard it in my house with my earphones on, the heavy type that covers the entire ear and blocks outside noise, though without the noise-canceling technology. The majority of society agrees with me, as evidenced by the existence of noise ordinances, which I will call to have the police kindly enforce. Their right to have a good time ends where it interferes with my right to have peace and quiet at late hours in my home, and the law backs me on that. However, I have always made exceptions for traditional holidays, or if folks warn us beforehand they’re celebrating something. Who wouldn’t?

Anyway, they got their one-off, and I’m kinda with you on the one-off thing. The problem is, my experience has been that one-off’s tend to continue sequentially until someone puts a stop to it. So far, this was a one-off, so, everyone wins, including me. I just don’t want to live in yet ANOTHER place where that happens every night.

I’m with you. There is no reason that any small child should be allowed to continually shriek. I’d rather have rap played constantly and loudly, too…
Little kids shrieking and small dogs constantly barking–both make me homicidal. Both seem to belong to the same people. I wonder if their ears simply cannot register the high-pitch?

I get both. The house kitty-corner across the street has a couple of toddlers who have amazing lungs and ranges, and just lately the parents bought them one of those blow up bouncy things so they are in the front yard (why the front???) even more. Meaning I cannot go out and garden in peace for any length of time.

Directly across the street was the idiot teen with the cranked up stereo-that-cost-more-than-the-car, playing rap. It would literally rattle my windows as he drove up, but I think I’ve put a stop to that one - he forgets once in awhile but all I have to do is give him the Grandma Look and he’s good for another couple of months. But geez, why do I have to do it? Where are his parents in all of this? (And literally, I don’t know where his parents are since he isn’t living with them).

Of course you are, but it’s not guaranteed 24/7/365. And an occasional party in your neighborhood is not a reason to be getting police involved, and all that could entail.

If the party is really a one-off, all that the cops are going to do is to tell the partiers to turn down the music and/or noise, unless there’s blatant drug use. If the party is a continuing activity, or is going to be a continuing activity, then it’s in my interest to start documenting it…and having the cops document it, too.

Say yours is the only complaint they have had? Still think the police should “pop round and give them a quiet warning”?

I’m a young adult who has participated in a fair share of these types of parties, so my “line in the sand” is a bit more forgiving in return. I will tolerate (relatively) loud bass on a Friday/Saturday night, as long as it can be muffled by my pillow. What really burns me, though, is when the music is turned up high enough for me to hear the lyrics. With crystal clarity.

When they start singing along, louder than the music, that’s when I start yelling out the window.

On one particularly memorable occasion, I was living in a duplex and the neighbours in the house beside the duplex had a porch party at 3am on a Thursday night. It was so loud it sounded as if they had set up their stereo outside, and they were also holding conversations over the din. My duplex neighbour, a very easily angered father raising two infant children, attempted to get their attention over the fence. When they couldn’t hear him, he picked up a 2x4 from his back lawn and started ramming the fence with it. If the party hadn’t woken up the whole neighbourhood, the argument certainly did, but at least they took their music inside.

The sight of a 30-year-old man in his pyjamas holding a 2x4 arguing with a 16-year-old girl over “Ice Ice Baby” at max volume was not something I could forget easily.

Yes. My peace and quiet in my home is being disturbed by someone breaking the law. If I want to be more forgiving than the law demands, that’s my option, but I don’t NEED to be. That’s what the law is for: to draw a line agreed upon by the community. If the law dictated that they were allowed to do that, I would have to accept it, work to get the law changed, or move. At one point, there were no laws about this sort of thing, then communities discovered they needed them. The law is there for ppl who can’t tell when they’re being thoughtless jerks, or just don’t care.

::Turns off Barry White CD::

Yeah, initially I skimmed the title as “I don’t want to listen to you fuck.” This is not nearly as exciting.

I personally go with Ride of the Valkyries, or the 1812 Overture for fucking music.

I go with the theme intro music for Peoples Court.

Three notes is probably one note too long…

Electric meters just plug in, and are usually on the outside wall of a house. It’s surprisingly easy to unplug one and remove it. That shuts off all electricity in the house until the power company comes out the next work day and replaces it. (And if they are past-due on their electric bill, the power company will not replace it.)

This is probably illegal, but enjoyable to think about.

Oh, now there’s a new one. Of the three yuppies who own pools on the next street, the one who lives directly adjoining our yard - her pool filter is now making a low industrial annoying hum 24/7. Like an aquarium filter that goes on the fritz - ‘eeeehhhhhhhhhhhhh’. Before, the neighborhood was so quiet you could hear a fuschia blossom fall from the hanging basket and hit the deck. I complained to Mr. S., who just stared at me and said, “you know, Sali, you really should get a job or something, you have too much time on your hands and you get fixated on trivia.” That’s quite true. But I still hate that asshole neighbor and her noisy pool filter.

I count m’self pretty lucky where I am. I really like my neighbors, and on the occasions when they do make noise, I’m pretty laid back about it. We listen to music in our front yard, often quite loud during the day, and because my neighbors tend to dig most of our music, they don’t care. I’ve told them in passing conversation that because we don’t have kids or regular schedules, if we get too loud at any time, PLEASE say something. They’re all so cool:)
Today, the house two doors down has a garage band practicing, and they’re good! I can hear it with crystal clarity from my front porch, and I’m really into music, so I find it more interesting than annoying.
The only noise complaint I really have is that there’s some dick around here somewhere that has the woofers in his vehicle set to “atomic explosion” and when he drives down the street (as slowly as possible, it seems) it sets my teeth on edge. I have always hated the sound of nuclear base, and much prefer really good blended sound in music. Every time he does this, I quietly wish for double eardrum rupture to befall him.

Recently, I noticed two neighbors playing music by their place - one on a guitar, the other on a flute. They were good. That sort of thing, I wish they WOULD crank up.