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I feel for you. Our upstairs neighbors play loud, mostly terrible music (often the same song over and over) late at night. I've smelled marijuana from their apartment on more than one occasion, and let's not talk about the 4AM drunken party involving running from one end of the building to the other. They also seem incapable of doing anything quietly.
Only one more week of these people...
Me three for bagpipes and accordion, and I'm thrilled to see accordion spelled correctly, as it so often isn't! Wahoo and thanks!Quote:
Originally Posted by zoom-zoom
It's apparently a party weekend for them, as they had music playing last night and they have music -- really loud music -- playing now and there are a few balloons about. Sometimes my walking down to the bottom of my driveway to stare up the street at their house inspires them to turn it down, especially if I appear to be taking video and/or making a phone call while I do this.
No such luck today.
Maybe I should get some sidewalk chalk and write on the street in front of their house:
THE PARTY IS HERE -->
NOT INVITED: CVS SELLS EARPLUGS
INVITED: HEARING AIDS ARE AVAILABLE FROM YOUR DOCTOR
I was just thinking about this thread. My other neighbors are having a party today - thankfully this group didn't hire a DJ like last time, but what sort of parent lets their under 10-year-old children scream at the top of their lungs in the front yard at 11 o'clock at night?
*sigh*
time for another beer...
The kind who are doing the same thing at that hour with their children, as evidenced by the goings-on up the street last night...
It would probably be rude of me to drive up the street, park in front of the house of offenders, and listen to opera -- soprano arias, perhaps -- or maybe better, music by Steve Reich at top volume with the windows down, wouldn't it? (I like Reich WAY better than I do most soprano arias.)
jessmarimba, I'm sorry about your neighbors. :-( I hope they calmed down sooner rather than later.
Haha - after two beers, I was able to sleep through it.
Thing is, this wasn't an adults-party, this was a little kids princess birthday party....that just happened to go until midnight. Mom and dad look a little hungover cleaning up the yard this morning!
How about yodeling?Quote:
Originally Posted by owlice
I feel your pain. We're going through the same thing right now with new downstairs neighbors. Sometimes I like to get up for early morning rides and put on my cycling shoes before breakfast so I can clomp around in my cleats for a little bit while they sleep off their hangovers.
Is that passive-aggressive?
This is a historic moment, ladies. One day you will look back on this thread and remember the start of the Team Estrogen Bagpipe-Accordion Bicycle Yodelers.
With hits like "On Your Left," "Dear So & So" and "Daddy was a Fred," TEBABY will be unstoppable.
Two-wheeled world tour, anyone?
The ones who live downstairs from me. :( :mad:Quote:
Originally Posted by jessmarimba
I want this on a shirt!Quote:
TEBABY will be unstoppable.
Same here. :)Quote:
Originally Posted by zoom-zoom
I volunteer to play recorder. This sounds like an awesome idea.
the recorder: hell's little joke at a musical instrument. When the 3rd graders start playing them at school the noise is... lovely??? :confused: LOL
Our newest neighbors across the way like to have late night drunken parties, yelling and hooting and hollering. One time they took to climbing up on our balcony to "save" our cat who likes to walk around on the roof exploring. Kit let them go for a bit and then shook the treat bag. Kitteh "rescued himself" in less than a minute. :rolleyes:
The people on the backside of the building have a small child who spends the morning screeching at the top of her voice while banging on the side of the building with what seems to sound much like a 2x4 board. :mad::mad: It went on for weeks till I opened up the bathroom window and yelled "shut up!". It's been quieter in the mornings now. Either that or I'm just sleeping through it better. :rolleyes:
Out by our unattached garage, there is a woman who got drunk and yelled out the window at Kitsune. Interesting conversation actually. She started off insulting Kit and then it turned into her wanting to have sex for $$. :confused: (the woman, not Kit :p) Then I walked out to the garage and told the woman to "shut the &*ll up". Not a peep after that. :rolleyes:
We are moving in July to a nice brick triplex in a residential neighborhood with a large maple out front, cedar in the back and a creek at the back edge of the property with a paved bike/walking path winding through the woods on the other side of it. The bike path follows the creek the whole way over to the next town and stops just short of our favorite breakfast diner. Oh yeah. :D:D:cool: The neighborhood seems quiet and I've already checked the local police neighborhood map. Our current place - bright red. The new place - light yellow. That's a good thing. :D
I learned recorder in 5th grade, and currently have sopranini (doubles as a dog whistle), soprano, and alto recorders. Actually, two sopranos.Quote:
Originally Posted by Tri Girl
Which reminds me of a joke:
How do you tell if a Wagnerian soprano is dead?
The horses seem very relieved.
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TEBABY! tangentgirl, you totally cracked me up with your brainstorm! Count me in!
I got to start 3rd graders on flutophones during my student teaching (yay music education degree!)... I would have much, much, much rather had them on recorders! Flutophone mouthpieces can be removed to be amazingly loud whistles -- hey, I wonder if it would work to alert those joggers who are oblivious to the world with their i-pods as they run down the middle of the shared-use path that there just MIGHT be someone behind them that would like to pass... :DQuote:
Originally Posted by Tri Girl