I would talk to owners of restaurants, people who run outdoor festivals, and people who drive cars that I can hear from my house. I would say that it really isn't necessary to blast your music that loud. I love music, too, but I don't love it at the volume at which it is played at so many places. This is nothing new.
Blasting music has been a "thing" for many years. Most of the time, it bothered me. On occasion, I didn't mind the blasting music.
I remember, when I lived in a little apartment in Columbia, Missouri, while I was attending journalism school, there was a neighbor who played the drums until late at night. I thought that was annoying, but I didn't know who it was so I couldn't complain to anyone about the incessant beat that went on and on and on, seemingly without end. Actually, it did end. By the time I woke up in the morning, the drummer had stopped.
One day, the drummer wasn't drumming.
"Ahh, quiet," I thought.
I went to bed, relishing the silence.
And I tossed and turned for hours.
What happened to the drum? After all of those months, it felt like a heartbeat. Apparently, a bass drum can produce a sound that imitates a heartbeat.
It is very reassuring and calming.
The next day, the drummer started drumming again.
I slept soundly. |
2 comments:
An inlaw, who I will not trash online, as tempting as it would be. I could crash the Internet with my rant. Funny how you need family but family members can pull your chain like no one else can.
Oh, Alana, that is so true. Arrrrrrrgggggggh!
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