On a lighter note: Hell is other people, I confirm...

As I'm sitting on the balcony, trying to enjoy my morning coffee...

One neighbor apparently believes that it's highly entertaining for the rest of us to hear her end of all of her phone conversations, as it seems she systematically heads out on the balcony when she's on the phone. Usually for hours. And she's LOUD. I'm sorry to admit, but the fact that she speaks Spanish doesn't exactly add to the charm at this point. 
 
OR, it maybe that her younglings are loud too, so she has to step out if she wants to hear anything. 

I'd understand that.

They usually play video games all day and listen to "music" (or, as an alternative, watch the Chipmunks, which can seriously damage your ears, even from here) all day w/ the volume as loud as possible. 

I know that because she/they never close their balcony door - except when she's on the phone outside, of course. So I guess she must have at least a mild notion that they are too loud.

I think we also have one neighbor who has yet to figure out how the alarm on his car works. It goes off EVERYDAY. Sometimes a couple of times a day, actually. Did just now. And apparently, he also suffers from a severe case of OCD because he will systematically remote lock/unlock his car at least 10 times in a row afterwards. There we go. Wait for it... 7, 8, 9, 10! He's got it. 

The guy next door has eclectic musical tastes. I know this because he loves loud music and he also doesn't like to close the balcony sliding door. Hendrix and Janis are cool. But apparently his friends dig hip hop because his playlist changes when he has buddies over. Which is every night.

That's another thing. I don't get the open door thing. It's not like there's fresh air coming in. And don't people want to keep their private life, uh, private? Don't they have the slightest idea that not everyone outside wants to listen to their music?

We also have one neighbor who loves dogs and owns 2 of them. But apparently, he prefers them right outside - which I can understand because they're quite noisy and annoying and they can fight w/ each other for hours. Often seems like they only want in though...

The odd thing is, I am a self-confessed misanthrope. Maybe because I can't just ignore the fact that I'm not alone in this world and that people sure seem to do their best to remind me of that. 

But as a result of this acute consciousness, I tend to be very considerate of others - because, you know, since we have to live together, we better be considerate of others and make the best of it. In fact, because I know that I may be a bit too sensitive, I tend to overcompensate and place other peoples' rights and freedoms before mine and to go the extra mile in being considerate and tolerant.

But sometimes, I think the key to living together in harmony is not to be considerate of each others, but instead, to be blissfully ignorant of all others around you. 

Should I ever decide to go for that option, I'm pretty sure that I have enough speakers/wattage in this house to drown out all of their feeble attempts at annoying the entire community. 

Wonder how they'd like a bit of good old dark-electro-industrial-noise-harsh-EBM... 

So....
Las Vegas is noisier than New York City. Gotcha. The little stack isn't going to help with that.

I can hear birds fart at least four blocks away when I'm in the yard.
I'd make it there one day. The next day I would pack and walk if I had to.
That's a fact. That is exactly why I can hear those birds. :)

Yup - that's pretty much the way it is in Stoneham (Quebec) where we hope to settle down eventually.  Mountains, trees, wildlife, and the family...

That being said, despite the annoying neighbors at times, I can still enjoy some quiet moments outside - something which was impossible on 42nd street.

If not for those few people, we actually get to enjoy both the quiet life while keeping all the advantages of the big city (like having music stores w/ everything I need 5-10 minutes from here.)

If you really like the quiet life, you should come down here to FL. I just love the country style living with lots of nature/land/trees, very peaceful (except for my 3 little ones, but it's still a learning transition for them to speak softly) and not too far from the city......best of both worlds!!  

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If you really like the quiet life, you should come down here to FL. I just love the country style living with lots of nature/land/trees, very peaceful (except for my 3 little ones, but it's still a learning transition for them to speak softly) and not too far from the city......best of both worlds!!  

Never been there. I'd be curious to see. My wife has, though - one months of rehearsals in Orlando. But since they were working 12-16 hours a day, she didn't get to appreciate the place.


That being said, we're probably here in Vegas until we head back to Quebec. So far. I've learned not to make too rigid plans. Whatever happens, as long as we're together and I have my studio... ;)


That's one thing about moving back in the mountain though. I'd sure miss the advantages of the big city.


Took me forever to get used to the fact that whenever I walked into a Sam Ash to buy something, they had it in store. Spending the first 2/3 of my life in smaller cities and towns, the only option was often to order - and then, only from certain brands. 


I remember asking if my local music store could order Line 6 stuff in early 2K, because I wanted a POD. The guy said that they didn't carry Line 6 and that their stuff wasn't all that good, just a fad, and that I'd be much better w/ this:  an old SansAmp.

Had the opportunity to meet and talk w/ a few of them - most seem like good people - including the Hendrix-Hip Hop fan next door. I met him when we moved in. My wife told me he even asked her earlier this week if his music was bothering us. My take on it - he's just a kid and I think this is probably is the first time he lives on his own, so he's enjoying it. 

As if often the case, the problem isn't really that they're mean or evil or dangerous, but just that many of them seem to forget that there's other people around. That's what's annoying - you can't just hate their guts, there's a decent human being somewhere in there... lol

That being said, growing up as a rather frail kid, and then touring in all those wonderful little towns, I've learned to smell trouble from a mile. And though I became a relatively big guy, I've kept those reflexes. I enjoy a quiet life too much.

Like, the nearest convenience store. I wouldn't let my wife walk alone around that place at night. Lots of strange folks...

Though I'm still very careful, I was actually glad when I learned that we were moving here - a small condo community w/ walls, gates, security, patrols and all.