Same damn song
I had to ask the revelers in the basement apartment to please turn down their music.
For clarification, their music is loud enough to travel up through two floor and still be loud enough to overpower my music. I even turned it up a bit, but was still unable to cover up the party going on two floors down.
The worst part is that it has been the same music the entire night. It is a Mexican band of some sort. What are they called? I don’t recall. There is a large family that lives down there. They have a few children who have a tendency to wake me up very early in the morning. One of them, the eldest male child, I believe, is often called by any number of people. Usually it’s the other children.
I hate to put a damper on their party, but they have one of these little shindigs almost weekly! I usually go home for the weekend, but whenever I am here it seems like they’re having a party. I am glad they have so much to celebrate, but quiet is also something to celebrate. I guess I’m going to be getting less and less quiet in the city.
