I live on the fourth floor above a fairly busy street. The traffic
light below stops cars passing by every sixty seconds, day and night. It’s
really not that noisy and I rather enjoy the bustle of city life so I’ve grown
accustomed to the din, sort of like living near the ocean and hearing the waves—not
that I’ve ever lived close enough to the sea for this nuisance, perhaps in the
next life.
The first thing that you can say about people blasting music on their
car stereos is that they have one thing in common: they have shit taste in
music. No one ever plays Mozart or Duke Ellington at volume levels almost guaranteed
to induce hearing loss. There is only one demographic group responsible for
musically disturbing the peace: young males.
It really isn’t that often that someone’s music is at such an
obnoxious level that I can hear it from my perch four stories above the street,
but when I do overhear it I always think about how loud it must be inside their
vehicle. Riding my bike around town I will often pass a young male wearing
headphones with the music so loud that it’s loud for me two meters away. You
only have one set of ears, guys; you should try taking care of them.
Here's a short play list:
Here's a short play list:
Eye of the
Tiger: This was at
06:30, before daybreak! I guess you have to play that song at volume 11 for it to make even a little bit of sense.
Flamenco: I
love Flamenco music but for some reason young punks (on or off drugs) love
blasting this fiery music from AndalucĂa at window-shattering volumes. Flamenco
isn’t popular at all in this part of Spain and many young kids look down on it,
sort of like Americans and hillbilly music. I’m guessing that the young punks
are out-of-towners.
Rap: Even in
Spain, punks dream of being gangsters.
Dance Beats: These
cars almost ALWAYS have decorative lights. Look! It’s a car! No, it’s a gay
disco! Perhaps it’s both?
Let it Go from the Disney movie Frozen: OK, I've never heard this blasting from a car stereo but I did witness some Manchester City football hooligans singing it at karaoke night in a local bar. More on that at another time.
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