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Morgan Briarwood ([personal profile] briarwood) wrote2007-06-25 08:14 pm
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This must be what going crazy feels like.

Our wonderful next door neighbours appear to have bought a piano. Or a keyboard that sounds like one through the walls.

You know what's not-fun? Listening to someone play Men of Harlech thirty times, and hitting the same freaking wrong note in the same place every single time.

Don't get me wrong; I can't even play chopsticks and whoever's playing is pretty good. But I wish she/he would play something I don't know, so I won't notice the mistakes!

[identity profile] catzslave.livejournal.com 2007-06-25 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
I can play the keyboard a little, so I can say if they have one they can plug in headphones so only they can hear it. (Pianos have pedals that can mute the vibrations so it won't be so loud.) You could try being 'friendly neighbour' and asking them to try my suggestions. If they knew it was bothering you they might try to keep it down. (Being 'friendly neighbour' always works for me...unless they're just an a**hole)

[identity profile] kangaruth.livejournal.com 2007-06-25 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
It could be worse! Men of Harlech was one of the tunes my teacher gave me to learn for my Higher music exam. I shudder to think what my neighbours thought, hearing that 20 times a night for however long it took me to decide I was never going to get it right. Especially since I played the trombone...

Still, the piece I ended up with was In the Hall of the Mountain King. On the tuba...
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[identity profile] slipperieslope.livejournal.com 2007-06-25 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh sweetie, they make earphones that block noise from outside and they really work. It is probably your only chance at peace. My sister and brother use them to listen to music while they mow. It blocks a mower - surely they would block even 'Men of Harlech'?

[identity profile] howlsthunder.livejournal.com 2007-06-26 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
ugh, I feel for you!
In Oregon I had a musician neighbor. I'm sure he was good but the way it came through the walls wasn't that great and I didn't care for his voice. He only played his own stuff (well, I am pretty sure it was his own) so he didn't mess up much but it was still not fun having it come through the wall. Being that I play guitar, and being that I can be picky, if he HAD been playing stuff I knew and was messing up it would drive me completely mad.