Noisy Neighbours

"... and all night long, the music was 'BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM' right through the walls! My friend Marge says they call it 'Bass', that music with the BOOM BOOM."

not trying to compare you to a little old lady.

It could have been the people downstairs though

The walls in this council flat are paper thin. When I moved in, there was a Mancunian living here who used to invite all his drug dealer friends home from Herbal and large it at about 4am. We had a row so bad that first the landlady came upstairs, then she called the police. The next morning she changed the locks.

In moves this very quiet, rather sensitive novelist. We get along fine for several months. Until quiet, sensitive novelist develops writers block and GOES SLOWLY MAD ... as writers do. The night before our record release party, (when I'd gone to bed early to get plenty of rest) he came home from the pub just before midnight and started blasting his banging techno again. Cue massive fuckoff row so bad that I gave my notice to move out.

A few days later, he mysteriously disappears. Turns out that while my landlady and I were both at the record release party, he blasted his music so loud that the NEIGHBOURS came round and complained. What happened next is a matter of dispute, but he gave his notice and he has barely shown his face round here all month.

He says now he wants to move "somewhere he can listen to loud music late at night." Yeah, buddy, when you find it, let me know where it is, cause I am NEVER coming round. You have the right to play music loud at night the day that you buy your own house, with at least a quarter of a mile of empty space in each direction. I'm a freaking musician, supposedly the loudest, most inconsiderate bunch on earth, yet if I have the urge to listen to ANYTHING after 11pm on a weeknight, I use headphones. It's called neighbourly courtesy.

The end. Grrrrrr, now I'm all upset and unhappy and worked up and I wonder if I can get Joolz to give me a toerub to calm me down.

(expecially when all they listen to is the same three early 80s AOR songs over and over again)

This will cure any flatmate of any noise. Turn your amp up all the way. Turn your guitar up all the way. Balance guitar on top of amp. Play with any pedals you have handy, to render the feedback even more piercing and annoying. Keep going until your housemate's ears bleed. If they complain, turn off amp, remove earplugs from ears and say "huh? sorry, I couldn't hear you."

Repeat any time your housemate's music bothers you, and they will soon stop.

We had this guy next door (incidentally in the same flat as the above-mentioned wannabe gangsta) who was this just-out-of-home kid with a Karaoke machine. He would sing the same Herbie song a quarter-tone flat, at the top of his lungs, at maximum amplification, for hours on end. He was so loud that neighbours came to complain. Neighbours who were over a block away.

Despite complaints and eviction threats, he continued to sing really, really badly and really, really loudly. Eventually, we called the landlord ourselves and shortly afterwards he was evicted. If I had the chance, I would beat him to death with his own shoes. Brat.

As if that wasn't enough, he gave his key to some friends of his who went and squatted in his now former apartment. We had the nasty business of kicking them out on behalf of the more vulnerable tenants of the same building.

I don't understand how people can just harbour exactly zero consideration for people other than themselves. Even when I'm blasting music at 3 in the afternoon I feel a little pang of guilt, let alone in the evenings or the middle of the night! Fuck those cunts. Bastards.

This why you should not piss off smart people.

My brother, while at Columbia, had a problem with his dormmate's stereo. (In Columbia, they put the students in these weird dorms with suites, supposed to mimick actual apartments... yeah, where the fuck in Manhattan are you going to find apartments that big?) Then he discovered that one wall socket outlet in his room was hooked up to their circuit breaker, while the others were on his own circuit. So he built this electrical device which he hooked up to the rogue socket which had the sole purpose of overloading the system and tripping the circuit breaker. Every time their stereo was too loud, he turned his evil machine on. The suitemates learned through Pavlovian reinforcement not to play their stereos too loud, as they thought it was the stereo tripping the circuit breakers. Mwah hah hah, even the Ivy League is full of stupid cunts.

Do I have to have asked them to turn it down first?

They also like to have music on loud enough for them to hear it in the garden. I wouldn't mind if it was decent music but dinner jazz really is very, very vile.

They are all cunts.

If you haven't asked AT ALL, yes, it's cuntist. If you've asked repeatedly and had them simply ignore your requests and/or repeat the noise instrusions, then DESTROY SHOWING EXTREME PREJUDICE.

or squealing saxophones.

its great it really is.

As if that wasn't bad enough, then they moved in their entire extended family! I think there's probably 8-10 people in a two bedroom apartment. There's just talking and yelling in the hallway all hours of the day and night, people coming and going, etc. The worst part of all is last night, I could hear the little girl (about 10, not the baby) living there just screaming and crying for a disturbing period of time. I have no idea what's going on in there, all I know is that I'll be glad to be out of here when the lease is up in April.

Yes, and me a Bauhaus fan and all.

Nicole, you don't live in Queens by any chance, do you? Cause those sound exactly like the wife-beating child-abusing cuntists that drove me from home in Astoria.

hehe...we'll that's why i like 'em. the devil's music.

Also, I had always wondered until that period in my life who it was who collected those terrible plates with drawings of old cottages and puppies on (always by someone like 'Best Puppies On Plate Painter Nominee 1987'), that you see advertised in the Radio Times. The demographic turned out to be 28 year old 6'3" bikers. I hadn't guessed.

This is, indeed, the best way of dealing with things. (no sarcasm) I hate these people.

I knocked on the door at 3:30 AM and politely asked them to turn it down, which they did...slightly. I know they were smashed and your volume judgement tends goes out the window, but that's not much comfort when you're tossing and turning at 5 AM. We've always tried to be super quiet if we come back late from a club, and that's always at weekends and not on a work night. (we're all 9-5 Mon-Fri types)

So - I just loved facing my last day of work on two hours of sleep. Not all of us have finished for the chrismas break...

But hey, they didn't get a lie in. My boyfriend buzzed their intercom on the way out to work, and I played a nice selection of party hip hop (Edan, Mos Def) before I left. I heard signs of life as I was leaving, ha!

Godfucking downstairs neighbour's band playing over 3 hours now. what a day to have a hangover. "WWWOOOOO"

oh goody a drum solo noqw

hearing your neighbours peeing - classic/dud? I can't decide, there's a sense of comfort to it but there is also a sense of TMI.

Can you hear plops from poopy

do tell

I fear the day will come yes

argh i am tired of my neighbor's cat being in heat and constantly crying

also how do i tell my other neighbor that his girlfriend is way too loud when they are having sex because it wakes me up at night. it's not like, normal sex noises (which i really don't care about) it's high pitched and loud and unnecessary, just for effect or something. aughchhh

i used to be able to hear my stinky old neighbour pissing and it truly repulsed me more than anything else about inhabiting a block of flats, even more than his unbearably loud sex noises with equally noisy lady-friends. And that's saying something. He's moved out now though (yay) and i can't hear anything my new neighbour does.

so a small group of kids has taken to throwing parties randomly in the house next to me. it's currently in the final stages of being renovated so, i'm assuming they're just sneaking in around midnight or so, setting up and cranking their music until 4am.

the first time was a friday night and i didn't get too bent out of shape about it.
they were at it again last night starting from about 1am and i was none too impressed. when i called the cops they mentioned there'd already been a bunch of complaints, yet no cops ever bothered showing up.

i managed to pass out on my couch (where it's quieter) around 3:30-45 or so. but i'm trying to formulate a game plan for what to do next time this happens.

Leave.

Oh sorry it's temporary.

Earplugs?

each time there's been a car parked out front that belongs to someone in there - i assume whoever brings the system. i'm thinking something in between leaving a note and smashing in the windows might get the point across they are not welcome!

xpost... can't sleep with those things in. besides - the walls were literally shaking at one point last night!

Why dont you find out who owns/is renovating the building and tell them shitty little squatter techno brats are partying in their house every night? Cops might be complacent but there's nothin more righteous than a yuppie property owner with paranoia about land values.

it's happened twice in the last two weeks - so it's not like i can guarantee they'll be there doing their thing on any given day. and i'm assuming the workers must have figured out what's happening - or that something is happening.

i think maybe if they do it on a weekend again and i'm sitting around doing sfa i might just join them (the music was actually REM and Bloc Party and that sort of thing - no techno!), and possibly slash dude's tires on my way in.

i know it's childish but tomorrow morning i fully intend to blast "subhuman" as loud as possible over the courtyard at these blog house listening, lycra fucking leggings wearing motherfuckers

<3

last night my roommates decided to have an impromptu cocktail party and i had to tell them to turn the fucking guided by voices down.

A lot of people, even musicians, don't realize that it's the bass that penetrates walls more than anything.

Turn Up The TG, Pipe Down The Pollard

I have a good relationship with my neighbours. I don't complain about his scary aggressive demented screaming which may involve domestic violence, and he doesn't complain about us playing techno at any time of day/night as loud as we want.

The neighbour above I've got to know and he has my number so I said if it's ever too loud just text me. He plays music quite loudly in the mornings which could be annoying but it doesn't really bother me.

wish me luck. this could get violent

fuck ppl. tunes off for tonight at least.

worried that one of them has hurt the other? silent now after fairly intense buildup.

ikea going to do well out of it either way.

my dept will be dealing with these tenants on a professional basis next week. the thought is a warming one.

we live next door to frat bros, they love to rage on the verandah which is next to our bedroom window until 3:30 in the morning on weekends

they are loud, esp. when they are trying to impress their ladyfriends

at first we thought it was kind of hot in a crass, porn sort of way, but now it's just annoying

but we can't complain about noise because we have a studio in our basement and we're always making music/weird sounds at odd hours ourselves

haply i can complain on a number of levels.

'weird sounds'- coy!

so:

if dude's partners already left him, in a house he cant afford on his own

and

landlord has this morning promised to 'deal with him' after cops were called last night (and may yet be again tonight)

then

i cant have too much more of this to put up with, right?

Personal experience says: don't count on it (sorry)

landlord will have to reduce rent by prob 25% to keep him there, if i reckon right.

cpurse, if i reckon right about the neighbour in question, he supplements the dole by dealing out of the house so prob can afford to pay the extra himself. gah.

i can deal with hium through work, but that would be slow and messy tbh.

At best losing your noisy neighbour is going to be a bit drawn out. At worst it's going to be the trigger that starts off a whole new level of crazy.

yeha i think last night was that. today's noise has the air of 'directed specifically at us' about it, they're actually chanting towards the dividing wall if i'm not mistaken

fuuuuuuuuuuuuuckin cuuuuuuuuunts. Callin cops, tho i doubt they'll get down our rd

yeah, they're gone. 28 days of notice and they're some other poor bugger's problem.

The moment when the noise nuisance neighbor leaves certainly is a happy one. I remember when we were walking up the street and saw the "to let" sign outside the house next door like it was yesterday. We were so fucking happy.

wont relax from now til he's gone, but i'm just gonna make sure the car and home insurance is up to date tbh

this cunt's in his last few days of notice, he's not been around this week (i know cos his landlord told me the house was left unheated this past week and the entire heating/pipe system is completely fucked.

He turned up about an hour, and as soon as he was in the door he had the beats up to max, wall-shaking stuff. We said we'd go next door 'for a word', but met him and his mates going out the door.

So three of us just chased him and a carload of his mates up the road. Kinda hoping he comes back tonight while the lads are all home. We'll have it quiet man style out on the lawn.

hell yes, darragh. I hope 2011 is more peaceful for you.

"quiet man style"?

john wayne and a fella beating shit out of each other in a field for three hours iirc

update

this dude hasn't come home.

should have started chasing him up the road months back i guess

where do we stand mod-wise if, say hypothetically, i had a couple fb pics of this dude and his goons

take it to 77 and let us lol

^ mod delusion

don't think anyone will give a shit

yeah i guess we have precedent for 'never gonna happen dude'

they publish facebook photos in newspapers

chavpix or gtfo

u asked for chavpix

http://dl.dropbox.com/u/818963/nextdoor1.jpg

see that wall in the background? tha's my fkn wall that

http://dl.dropbox.com/u/818963/nextdoor2.jpg

poor kid

kid, usually present for the all-day parties, pictured centre.

http://dl.dropbox.com/u/818963/nextdoor3.jpg

nice bunch of lads really though

2 minutes later they were all dead xp

i mean that curtain's deffo flammable

last one's a bit sad. his partner always seemed nice enough, luckily enough she left him in october and doesn't seem to be coming back

http://dl.dropbox.com/u/818963/nextdoor4.jpg

That first pic gave me an eeeevil idea ↓↓↓↓↓

what is diesel 79 bro drinking in first pic?

do u think social services know about the poor kid?

i'd rather not wish a housefire on my semi-detached neighours tbph

lol @ suzy and myself in freakish DN hivemind shocka

shurely jaggermeister's been done? if not then boo us.

irish social services aren't about to do much about that kid, believe me. he's not getting thrown off any walls, so he's not on any danger lists

sort of wondering if they will respond to the titles & numbers on their sportswear

gonna have 2 request u change urs tho suze coz 04:50 pwns 04:51

suzy stole my tldr swinton dn iirc

that kinda recidivism deserves an asbo

nnnnngh

also she has let her english bull terrier shit on jon /via/ chi's steps and glassed him with a buckie bottle

^^^That was fun.

No wai jagz, you can't funpun your own name so self-ref yellowcard.

(It was either that or leighton meister...)

you can't funpun your own name

w/in 5 minutes I will have found archival evidence of you transgressing this btw

Ya think?

― keyser (suzy), Tuesday, 19 January 2010 13:44 (11 months ago)

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u guys are trespassing on the noisy neighbours thread, legally i can shoot yer asses

anyway that's all i got, fin for that sumbitch hope he dies roaring soon

keyser suzy was a thing of genius and not quite w/in parameters methinks...

jaaaaaaynyus bruv, fackin jaaaaaaynyus

that's an i dunno even what accent

w/e

suzyhetto fabulous

STOP IT

nice dn if any of ilm's americans knew wtf russian formalism was xp

maybe a few of those ppl w/ blogs, those fuckin bloggahs rmde h8 them

these cunts are still here, still shaking my walls, still alive

thought u had rid of them, how come they're not evicted

they were turfed out, the landlord spent coupla thousand repairing damage, someone's mum had a word with landlord's wife, hey fuckin presto.

No noise past 11pm, tbf, but several hours per day of beats that necessitate raised voices for conversation in our living room is really startin to take a toll.

burn yourself a nice Merzbow/Whitehouse/Diamanda Galas comp, place your speakers next to the shared wall, let it rip and fuck off out for a couple of hours.

speakers? You overestimate my equipment budget.

Also, a war of attrition here is weighted heavily towards the subhumans that already evince tolerance for 200+dB barrage for prolonged periods.

I rly think that there will have to be cunting done, but it's the brother that's the family expert in that

people who tolerate their own shit at high volume are often quite put out at stuff they don't dig tho. but cunting might well be a good solution.

if you burn their place down is it likely to spread to yours?

is the rental market so bad that landlords will accept a load of delinquent retards as tenants?

eh, yeah. And um it's not something i particularly want to risk happening again this decade tbf.

Mind you if the insurance would pay out, it's not like mayo semi-d's are an asset worth having...

xp

Loooooooooooooooool
Lol

Lol omg yes

if yr feeling molotovy, best to request a googleproofing first

ok just gonna try to get into the thick of it boxset and 'enjoy my night'

it's a great show

cant help feelin that shameless would be more apt

Dunno whether to think this is O_o or sort of reasonable.
http://www.vancouversun.com/travel/Blood+curdling+macaws+ruin+Tarantino/4429818/story.html
My parent's house has 2 budgies who are squawking all day, but eventually you get used to them and come to especially appreciate them in the morning where they like to sing little songs as the sun rises.

D, surely if the rental market is so bad someone is willing to put up with these goons, then you shouldn't have too much trouble finding a new place? are there circumstances which totally prevent you from moving?

oh boy, where to start

it's the family home, give or take some extremely unorthodox financial arrangements

so neighbours who make a noise complaint about a tiny portable stereo 20ft into the garden i was really looking forward to barbeques and having friends over this summer :(

It was a textbook example of that middle ground between RnB and Gangsta Rap, and boy, was it horrible.

original poster deserved everything he got except a punch in the face

why's that

Lol. Nice description.. My old neighbour only had one CD, a Johnny Cash one. She played it loud whenever she had a row with her boyf and then constantly for days when they split. But, y'know.. it's a bit of give and take..

My current right-side neighb (we live in little standalone row house cottages but theyre barely 5 feet apart) sometimes kvetches at me that he cna hear thumping bass, which I maintain baffles me as I dont often listen to any music and when I do, I dont know how the sound'd carry from the other side of the house thru brick walls. Anyway I did what I could to mitigate it - turned down the bass EQ, hoiked the speakers up onto books.

Then he has some kind of family over with 2 or 3 little kids, who proceeded to spend quite a few days continually running up and down their wooden floored hallway. Thudthudthudthudthud, from 7 in the morning, like they were running a marathon.

I resisted the temptation to go over and bitch him out but only barely.

just had a big doorstop row with an elderly east end battle axe from the adjacent flat. last night for about an hour or so there was a baby absolutely roaring in the room adjacent to my bedroom, i mean full on howling, obv teething or something. plus talking noises etc. after about 45 mins i banged the wall a bit, because imo take the baby to a room that doesn't border other people's. i can totally understand a crying baby can't be switched off or whatever. anyway the woman was angry this morning and said i should call the police or the council if i have a problem, my view is that a few bangs of the wall seems a far smaller and more frequently occurring step for this than calling the police or the council. she also was banging on a bit in that "he's a great kid how dare you way" and i had to be all "yes never heard a wink out of him before, he'll be pm one day." she was fairly aggressive but i kept it as calm as possible, attempted to end on resolution/handshake etc.

what do you all think? i feel a little bit bad but then i also feel if a child is screaming that badly it's not as though it's not in someone's arms anyway. we reached an impasse of "next time you should call the police, don't bang on the wall" vs my "if you brought the child to centre room in the house in the rare event it's crying that loudly, no neighbours would hear it."

i need to learn morse code.

btw obv with the night that was in it in london last night it's nice that people can be kept awake by a teething baby

you're pretty much in the right -- if she doesn't at least agree to keep the baby away from your room then she's probably just a huge asshole

i'm a bit ignorant as to how things work over there but calling the police seems a bit drastic giving the circumstances? you should be able to take it up w/ your landlord (or equivalent)

it's different landlords cos a separate flat, just where bedroom walls border noise can spill through. yeah imo calling the police is fucking mental, maybe the council but overall i find the reaction to "wall banging", a fairly annoying but informal and common way of your neighbour saying "hey there i can hear you" to be very odd. she was saying "you scared the child's mother" and it's like...so i should call the police? or call around myself at 2am? i don't think it's an intimidating block, i'm one of the least scary people here and i wouldn't be scared if someone bopped the wall a few times.

Our bedroom backs onto next door's kitchen ffs

New neighbours do their chores after midnight, including putting the washing machine on a 1200pm cycle

Fucks sake

And the child, sweet christ the child, two am earliest before the screams stop

just as well you never sleep

Interlinked imo

Sent the muscle over on wed eve to explain that their kitchen is a wafer away from our bedroom, we're up at 7, apt rules say no noise after 11pm, etc, all taken in good grace. Their kid, who apparently doesnt ever have to go to bed, has kept us awake til three every night since and right now they seem to just be hurling dishes at the shared wall in the midst of preparing a full fuckin banquet.

Its 1.22am what the fuck is wrong with these ppl

Wait, so you told them to shut up, they understood, accepted the complaint, and kept it up???

They havent had the washin machine on late since.

Im just gonna mail landlord tomorrow. Hes waitin on me to sign a new lease and thats not gonna happen at this rate.

people have no idea how loud they are, especially if they grew up in a house and then moved to an apartment. the students across the street from me have interminable conversations on their staircase at 3:30am on weeknights in their donkey foghorn voices and get all pissy when I (and the rest of the neighbors) call the cops on them. I know they get pissy because I can hear them whining to the cops "but we're just taaaaaaaaaalking it's not a party."

everywhere my housemates walk, downstairs or up, it's all

STOMP STOMP STOMP STOMP

STOMP STOMP STOMP STOMP

STOMP STOMP STOMP STOMP

and it vibrates through the WHOLE HOUSE argh

adjacent neighbours and their kid have gone miraculously quiet this week, hopefully a letter arrived from management co as promised

otoh

immediately after lj sickburned me about drinking from a bottle with a signature on it last night my upstairs neighbour put on his washing machine at 3am for the fourth or fifth time in a fortnight so i went and got bob dylan's chronicles and my big foxford robe and said bottle and went out into the hall up the stairway and lay full length across it so's he'd have to fuckin vault me in case i fell asleep and lay there and drank whiskey and read like that until he exited his flat on his way to work about an hour later and we had the following conversation, my good self opening:

"howaya"

"hi"

"you're, ah, you're up there in number 8". wave towards the door he's just exited, think about moving into a seated position but am comfy.

warily "yeah"

"your, ah, your washing machine, it's on"

warily "yeah. i think so. i'd need to check with my wife."

slug from bottle. "no, god no, don't bother her at this time of the morning. it's on the roof of my bedroom, i can confirm that it's on"

"yeah. yeah, it must be so"

"...must be so. must be so. ah. indeed." another big slug from the bottle. "any chance, any chance of it not going on during the night anymore?"

"yeah. sorry. yeah. of course. i'd need to check with the wife."

business concluded, i get up and shamble off to bed.

idgi. on any number of levels, idgi. but i particularly dg the existence of this tyrannous spouse that is either herself or is by proxy forcing this guy to wash his clothes at 3am. it seems very sinister, and indeed upon mention of her at each juncture during the encounter his lips drew back pale and waxy and a light of anxiety flickered in the depths of his eyes.

what strange lives people lead behind their front doors.

and before other people's front doors it seems

well granted but that was v much a considered response tbf

no I'm impressed

not as impressed, i'd say, as this fella seemed to be by the wife. i must keep an eye out for her, formidable creature that she seems.

Darragh I could not but help hear and visualise you as Dylan Moran lying there on the landing having at that bloke.

flattering tbh, very flattering

a lot closer to bill bailey i fear

Cant fuckin believe it, 3am it went on again last night. wtf.

i think i can guess why people do that, from their own point of view, in case you're wondering. obv from the point of view of living in a flat with somebody's bedroom under yr washing machine then there is no permissible reason to do this shit.

lying in the hallway to make a point seems a bit strange to me though tbf

I was not out to avoid strange, tbh

one of my flatmates occasionally puts on a wash at about 1230 or 1am on a weeknight. drives me bananas. so angry i whisper "for fuck's sake" in the dark.

Powerful

we have students on either side of our house so it can be pretty bad. this years batch are refreshingly quiet though (so far anyway).

can't you go via the freeholder or whatever? there will probably be covenants for the lease of each flat that forbid this sort of nuisance

yeah i'm just gonna let them know normal style that the next time it happens my landlord will be writing to the management co

but srsly who needs to be asked this once let alone twice

that could take a while though

how are you going to ensure compliance in the meantime

idk man my zany bill murrayesque harmless but nuts tactic was all i gleaned from the mid 90's video documentaries i watched, i don't really have another level cos this dude was big

moaty moaty it's darragh

he's also eastern european and muscly

^b liek i didn't want to type the accent up above cos that's dodge territory but

ime the people who wash clothes late at night have energy tariffs that discourage daytime electricity use? but yeah british washing machines sound like the apocalypse when they're on the spin cycle and take approx 5 hours to finish a load so it is really not appropriate for an apartment building

yeah i know and the thought had crossed my mind and srsly i can get with modern day life cycles that have ppl in apts making noise til midnight and up and noisy at 7am (nb, walls are like paper and the water pump alone in each apartment is enough to be heard two apts across- this more than the noise of the machine is the issue tbh) but anything after midnight on a weeknight and tbh i dont care if you're getting it for free you're taking the piss without any comeback

like im no expert, but is there even a tariff that starts at 3am cos this guy/this guy's tyrant wife?? is like clockwork

yeah exackly i assumed it's some kind of economy 7 deal but tough shit you live in a flat

set timer to start at 3 probly means can take shit out for drying when she gets up without it hanging around in the dryer, starting to think you are a terrible man for interrupting this flawless system

i'm pretty sure all those tariffs have a cut-off around 9pm-ish so if saving money IS what they're doing then they are... waiting til 3am because otherwise the noise would disturb them ~>:(

xpost ah NV that is also a good point

starting to think you are a terrible man for interrupting this flawless system

see, i worry about this until the 3am grieieicnchchch that signals another load and at that stage i start sharpening implements and reachong for the foxford robe again

nah i wd be doing the same in your place except i'm a pretty sound sleeper once i can make myself go to sleep

im a terrible sleeper and always have been but now that my week revolves around three midweek days that start at 7 and finish at 10pm shit has gotten v v real, up til a few weeks ago i'd have been quite delighted that we were all bumping around our own lil life cubicles at whatever times made us happy tbh

Spanish prosecutors are seeking a 20-month prison sentence for a professional pianist whose former neighbour is suing over alleged noise pollution.

Musician Laia Martin is on trial in Girona after her family's downstairs neighbour, Sonia Bosom, accused her of causing psychological harm.

Prosecutors are also demanding that the 27-year-old be banned from professional piano playing for six months.

A verdict is expected within two weeks.

is yr golem with the washing machine still being a shithead?

someone just needs to invent something that gets rid of sound from between walls. i've seen something that apparently you can stick to a window that uses noise-cancellation technology and blocks out sound from outside. whoever manages to do this for wall-to-wall will be a zillionaire.

all you moaners should just get an air tight balaclava and put it on 24/7 and I don't mean air tight around the earholes

yes but if deems did that we wouldn't have got the deems hallway/whisky tale which is a recent highpoint of a fallow season for ilx

He showers after getting up so the water pump can be noisy enough but nothing else

Some alchemy or other in the logic centre ive been lumbered with accepts showering as reasonable and washing machine as not and ive been sleeping through- tho the noise is prob not significantly less, idk.

god you're right ilx has gone down the dumper and I mean RIGHT down

Nextdoor dishthrowers have been gone for weeks, whether moved or extended trip to homeland idk

Allied to long hours and conscious improvement n ilx etc hours its been a period of sleep stability ive prob not experienced the like of in my life

Havent turned into superdeems as yet, what a crock imo

you said it mate

you said it

Its the water pump, goes for an hour (intermittently) after he showers. What a stupid fuckin device, imo, atm.

Can't/won't ask the lad not to shower in the mornin before work ffs, now what?

Lol what got up conrads tits itt didnt notice til now

earplugs?

finished noise log will submit tomorrow morning I think. its a good piece imo but will see what suggestions the mgmt co have ito style, brevity etc.

moving in Saturday to a house with brick walls and nobody upstairs, will do well to not have an episode til then but I'm calm and accepting of what will come xxxxxx

important update I can't hear the neighbours anymore and the worlds a beautiful place

yay :)

and no more broken windows?

nah not so far I'm kinda waiting for the other shoe to drop but for now I'm nearly happy by god

glad to hear it, 'nearly happy' is the most mortals can hope for

(that sounds so depressing which is not what i intended)

well I was gonna leave it at that cos tbh ive a fair chance of only kicking on from here and didnt wanna sound smug

<3

Wanna show my appreciation for conrad itt

I never get a read on that guy.

It took us an entire year to get our noisy neighbor thrown out, which is amazing, considering that he was a squatter.

Can you sue local government if they won't evict a squatter who is making your life hell? Shouldn't the county evict him if he doesn't belong on a vacant property? Can we sue the owner for aiding and abetting a nuisance?

Yelling outside now

"I don't wanna walk in the rain, Harry Fuckin Heroin!"
"I wanna cigarette!"
"You only care about yourself, fuck off and die!"

there is a particularly violent in-law, who when he visits my neighbours they manage to keep him outside the house. But the loud chatter always continues into the early hours - no matter how cold the outdoor conditions are. And they seem powerless to ban him, because he keeps returning and he is abysmal. I'm not a curtain twitching type, but my bedroom window is almost adjacent with their back door because of the hill our house was built on, and this show never seems to end:(

My neighbors aren't noisy but they leave a black and white pit mix outside 24/7 that can be. She's also started breaking out from the lack of attention into my backyard or into the front yards and tearing up my trash.

Talking to them has been pointless and it seemingly never happens when I can call animal control, so I've started just throwing the trash in their yard.

Figured the revive was for this:

https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/crime/84-year-old-norcal-woman-accused-of-shooting-at-noisy-children/ar-BBJ0RBQ?li=BBnbcA1

moved again since, note taken thus far tonight:

night sun 29th July

door being slammed in what can only be described as intentionally violent manner such that sound carried loudly through to other apartments loudly enough to prevent any chance of sleep.

repeated at intervals of c.5 mins from approx 23.50 through 01.00

i can only surmise intentional and vexatious due to frequency, the regular intervals between and the violence of the slamming (you could literally hear the run-up on each occasion).

unsure whether they were seeking to aggravate or provoke an adjacent neighbour, ourselves or genuinely undergoing a traumatic personal event (no noise of conversation or of any other kind throughout period save for the doors, no signs of others in apt, etc)

like im not sleeping at this stage because i have an uneasy feeling this guy is out to murder someone tonight tbh

hmmm

that was a whole seven hours ago and conrad hasnt shown up to be a creepy cunt yet

can someone check on him

you got an non emergency police dmac

i would call them

definitely had domestic abuse cases in my building and yeah the non emergency sorted it out, was worried they would kill each other

thing is im sure he was alone

Upstairs has a plumbing problem. Everyone she flushes the toilet the pipes make a sound like the horns of Jericho for as long as the cistern takes to fill up, a couple of minutes. She must know this and yet still flushes every single time, even at 10 to midnight, 3am, whatever.

i don't care about noise so much because there is so much of it you have to learn to live with it. But this morning I got up and the arseholes next door had thrown loads of bottle tops, cigarette butts over the wall. They'd launched a plant pot at my bird table, breaking a corner off it whilst probably coked out of their heads at 2am. I went into shouty red mist mode and banged on the door this morning and dumped all the rubbish onto their doorstep when they didn't answer. Then totally lost the moral high ground by threatening to beat the shit out of the little twat that finally came out of the house. I know this type of behaviour isn't big and clever and often has very unsatisfactory outcomes. But it is a part of council estate life that usually ruins my mood for the day and is sadly necessary at times. But I hate turning into fucking Travis Bicke over stupid little thoughtless thugs. what a shit life it can be at times, and I'm not a strong enough person to rise above it all:(

conversely: no you are a hero

it didn't feel like that tbh. I got that horrible feeling when you know you aren't being good and could do much better and you feel like you are adding to shittiness of your own world. But on the other hand fuck these arseholes!

Some cunt threatened me from a flat window the other week and I just calmly took my glasses off as they came running down for me, and then they totally shit out and backed off when they got near me. I think I'm a developing a misguided sense of badassness from that, that will probably be the end of me tbh :p

no look i spend most of my time in these interactions furiously imagining what im definitely gonna do to the cunts next time definitely and too much of that gets into your gut too.

think its riskier but maybe better to step up every now and again unless you do actually get killed which obv isnt an ideal outcome

next door has got themselves a drum kit. by god i hope they get bored soon.

thread title is a good name for a garage pop band

Upstairs' noisy toilet seems to be in that state where it's emptying faster than it fills. Horn noise has been going for 15 minutes now. Put a fucking sock in it.

And now things are resonating along with it.

My neighbour's dogs are destroying me at the moment. He has 3 shih tzus, the little yappy shitwits. Because of work restrictions, I'm up later in the mornings and generally home a bit earlier at the moment. He works 12 hours a day, 5 days a week, and they start when he leaves the house (6.30am) and pretty much bark until he returns (6pm). He's very hard to engage with, and, because they are silent when he's around, he doesn't - or can't/won't - compute what they're like when he's out of the house. In the summer, he often left them in the garden and they would bark all day. Someone must have complained because they're entirely confined to the house now. Other neighbours have been in and they shit inside. He leaves giant nappies around the house - I've seen him disposing of them when he gets in. It used to be his mum's house; when we first moved in here they had an entirely unhinged alsatian that we could hear literally climbing the walls.

I've considered being a good neighbour and asking if I could/should walk them but I've been friendly to one in the past and got nipped for my troubles, so no thanks. The RSPCA aren't interested and I've spoken to the council but seriously, the complaint system involves us keeping a six-week diary of the disturbance and the whole process makes me feel like a cunt. I don't really know what to do.

I've not even mentioned that my wife works shifts (12 hour night shifts, at a busy maternity unit) and the little pricks often wake her during the day. I know it's not the dogs' fault but I'm currently considering a nice piece of steak au warfarin.

my neighbour has a dog that he keeps in a cage (I know because the box marked "acme portable dog-cage" blew into my garden from his yard when it was windy). It has a daily anguished howling and crying routine, where the noise doesn't bother me because I just blast out loud music. But it does sadden me that this piece of shit neighbour called the police on us when my son was having an autistic meltdown and it's so miserable to hear such an unhappy dog. He once had the gall to shout threats at my missus who is five foot tall and spare change and has MS. My paper tiger counter-threat to break his legs with my lump hammer seems to have done the trick because I've not heard anything since, but still the poor suffering dog howls in the medieval torture cage every day.

first warm bank holiday of the year and the neighbors are sat out on their roof balcony thing, which is about 10 ft from where I'm trying to sleep.

upstairs neighbor, who would be even closer, has rearranged her entire flat and now sleeps out the front because of this.

because I live on a steep inline my upstairs bedroom window is almost level with my neighbours side garden. I mostly get on with her fine but she has some dodgy family and friends. When they have summer parties it invariably turns into a brawl with various braying drunken loudmouths shouting loud death threats at each other until 4am and it sounds like they are right next to our bed. And then when I get up next morning I go into a rage myself and sweep up all the broken glass and cigarette butts that have been thrown over the wall and unceremoniously dump them on her front path from the dust pan and then she apologises to me and then I'm struck with the feeling that we are all bad and should all feel bad!

I know her surname is Wraith from accidental mail, but some of her family really do own that name. I can't understand why some people would keep letting someone back into their house for parties who almost unfailingingly get's pukingly drunk and beats up another guest almost every time they return.

maybe one of the wraiths married
a badpenny

lol a+!

any thoughts on soundproofing an apartment? Recommendations on means, pricing, vendors?

OK so a guy next door has decided to wheel out some kind of sound system into their back garden and start blasting out his shitty music at about a million decibels, a whole crew of feckless tattooed twats seem to have moved in next door in the last few days. Got a mind to start blasting this Pierre Henry boxset I'm trying to listen to back at him in response, that'd serve the cunt right.

... LOL, he's gone back inside, it looks like he'd gone out to the back garden to smoke a fag and that to live without his music would be impossible to bear.

What we are plagued with in my road are foxes and, in case you haven't experienced it first hand, foxes make the most horrendous and LOUD screaming and shrieking noises at all hours of the night - honestly it's like someone's torturing a child right outside your window. I often find myself lying there wishing I had one of those old fashioned hobnail boots I could hurl at them and then you hear some angry dishevelled person hanging out their window shouting, "Get out of it!"

I've got used to the foxes round my way but they do love to wait until five minutes after I've gone to bed to commemorate that with a cacophonic serenade. Our neighbours below are great and much like us although they've had the TV on a bit louder in recent years to the point we can often hear theirs while watching ours - not so bad that I would complain, just thinking maybe they got a better system to compensate for ageing ears (will be in the same boat soon enough).

Deafness is usually the reason for loud TVs. God knows how my Mum's neighbours put up with her having her TV on all day at excruciatingly earsplitting volumes.

I had the vulpine ones screaming and hollering and chittering and roaring outside my window at around 3 a.m. recently. I took a peek through the blinds, expecting to see the fur flying and endless seas of fox blood, and what did I see? A group of them lounging around on the grass without a care in the world, occasionally lifting their heads to spew forth yet another volley of infant-disembowelling cacophony. You have to give them respect for that I guess.

Your neighbour sounds like a right wanker, I'd hit him with Pierre, Iannis X and some Throbbing Gristle for good measure, all playing at once, until you've trained him in Pavlovian fashion not to try it again.