I know. Can’t stand it, no matter how “good” the music is. I will say that in 15 years of apartment living, nobody has ever said shit to me about playing piano – a buddy said straight up that nobody really cares unless it’s loud-ass guitar. IME that’s true, and I crank the motherfuckers when I want to play. Not because I’m so good, but nobody seems to care as long as its that nice quiet man who lives next door. I always ask my neighbors if I’m bothering them, as soon as I move in – they don’t say shit. Wear some headgear already!
Maybe they figure that rapists and thieves don’t play their crack Bach or crack Chopin so much. Who knows – it’s weird, because I hate loud neighbors (had one evicted) but I play loud as shit when I need too. Nobody seems to care, so I guess it’s OK. I still would hate to live next door to me, but if nobody has a problem so far, I guess it’s OK.
Hey now, don’t be dissing the Alan Parsons Project! Them’s fightin’ words!
(I don’t much like the Beatles either, btw. But I do keep my music at a reasonable volume, and my roommate (aka my spouse) has the same taste in music that I do for the most part, so it’s not much of an issue unless I fire up the industrial/EBM/synthpop…which must be played loud. It’s kind of a law.)
Didn’t want to come off as a dick – I only crank when my ears are tired of listening with cans. And I always and frequently ask all my neighbors in earshot if things are too loud from the get-go. Sometimes the only way to practice is to get the sound you want live out the amplifier – not an excuse, just the way it is. Just like an acoustic piano, digital keyboards need some sonic space.
And, yes, I have called the police any number of times on people too loud, and had a guy dragged off premises because his ess was too loud after numerous occasions.
I hope you’re talking about OP, rachellelogram, cause I’m stone serious – nobody gives a shit about nice jazzy piano not cranked through a fuzz-box. I know, cause I ask them and have always asked them, repeatedly. Not just when I move in, but every time I see them in the hallways. When my students come by, things are kept more subdued. But me shedding McGriff with high distortion even, doesn’t even ping.
And that’s just nasty, not in a good way. I’d kill any motherfucker who tried that shit in my house.
Why don’t the roommates have any rights to their own rented property? Is this in a house that can see Russia or is Russia? They don’t have a contractural right to quiet enjoyment of their property?
I think it’s fun to check out someone else’s playlist. It might not always be to my taste, but sometimes, I’m introduced to new (to me) music / artists. One of my favorite things to do is switch MP3 players with the Fella for the day (I was shocked to find a number of songs from Glee on his. Just when you think you know someone. )
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