the hispanic as a listener of loud music

my quiet home is under attack. for the first time since i moved, people are blasting music. it is apparently a party across the street from me, complete with out door stereo. and the sad thing is, no one ever blasts gene ammons. but, it's a kind of catch 22, for if you are hip enough to dig gene ammons, you are too hip to blast music or throw a party. ah, the mystery of it all.

hopefully, these young whippersnappers will quiet it down, because with the summer coming, parties and loud music could really mess things up.

someone should tell these christians that god loves silence. in fact he prefers the sound of silence to the sound of music. this is so obnoxious that i may need to cut this blog short. they are playing this spanish reggae crap that has become quite popular recently. they will likely go to their graves never having heard of candido, or mango, but they are very good at ruining my night. another annoying thing is when they stop the tune and then put it back on 10 seconds later. why did they have to stop it? and if they felt they should stop it, what inspired them to put it back on again?

why do people want others to hear their music, like those guys blasting out of their cars? drive!! and what's up with the bass? a song is more than a blaring bass!

you want to like people, you know? but they make it so damn hard! why can't they just sit peacefully by themselves and listen to music, or talk? what is this thing with volume and noise?

shakespeare had it right..."we are full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."

my only hope is this is a fluke, a birthday party or some special occasion. i also hope that someone else other than me will stand up to them if it continues. that someone else will complain, or call the police, or kick their ass.

come on people!

at least let out a good yell as you are being raped.