• Mood: aggravated

I wish I lived in Switzerland

We have been listening to blaring music for four hours straight now, and there is no sign of it letting up. The even worse news? It's coming from our landlord's yard. How can we go tell him to turn it down? :-/  I know that what constitutes "good" music is subjective, but this stuff just goes on and on and on with the same beat, as if the needle got stuck. Poor mana_trini is reading on the balcony with my earplugs because the music is as loud outside as in.

Right now, frigg's stories of life in Switzerland where noise "pollution" is strictly (sometimes seemingly too strictly) controlled, especially in residential areas, make me dream of a land with snowy peaks and holey cheese.

Soon, very soon, I'm going to play a selection of music (Metallica's version of "Whiskey in the Jar," anyone?) at full blast for a couple of hours and see how they like it. I don't think Comorens can grasp how annoying blaring music is until it is something that they have no "ear" for. It really is a cultural thing because they even put speakers outside of stores and bust the drums trying to lure in clients.

Oooh, what's that I hear? Silence! Oh please, please, please don't let them turn it back on!