Make the Music Stop
I live across the street from a small park that holds free summer concerts. It's a great idea - in principal. For those of us who do not enjoy live opera or Enya-esque vocals, it's a nightmare. Tonight, there is another of these live shows going on and all I hear are the echoes of drums and a screeching discombobulated mess of female and male voices.
The night before last I had a fever and went through a bout of violent vomiting. I'm much better now, but my body's still in recovery mode pathetically fighting off a residual headache. Quite honestly, I am feeling depressed and my anxiety levels are getting pretty up there. I'm concerned that I'm going to have a nervous breakdown. These atonal musicians screaming "yeah yeah yeah" on their mics outside my building are pushing me over the edge. I need some peace and quiet. Please stop singing. I'm begging you: just stop.
Ah Sweet Jesus, Julia. I cannot imagine. One of my greatest hatreds in life (besides the big ones of war and intolerance and injustice) is noise that I cannot control.
ReplyDeleteWhen there is construction on my street, or some giant machine chewing up tree branches into mulch, or jackhammers or the trash truck or helicopters or whatever....it pisses me the fuck off.
Sorry you feel like crap. Hope you feel better soon and those musicians wrap it up. Maybe a random bolt of lightning will put a swift end to the show...
Yikes! Sorry to hear that you're not feeling well. Trust me, I know how much it sucks.
ReplyDeleteWhen did they start concerts in the square? I don't remember anything like that when I was there. Or maybe I just slept through it, somehow.