A few of you know that I recently moved into a new apartment…and even fewer of you know that I mix and master tracks for different music bands and stuff.
Well, like a month after I moved in here, this woman from the apartment directly upstairs from me comes and knocks on my door and complains that the music is too loud and its viabrating her room. I’m thinking I’m using floor speakers…how and the hell is my shit going to viabrate the room upstairs… Anyway I was like ok I’ll try and keep it down, which I did. This was maybe a month or two ago. I know she gets home at like 5PM, and if I’m playing music, at 5:05, this censored will bang on the floor…I mean like jump up and down on the floor until I turn my music off…like WTF? Everyday for the entire month. And then late at night her kids will run around the house stomping and shit at like 11 PM. It normally wouldn’t bother me, but it pisses me off that she expects to be able to do shit like that and not me…seriously, the people downstairs have NEVER complained.
Anyway, yesterday I had some friends over that were going to lay down some vocals for a track I wanted to do…I start playing the music and what do you know. One of them got the broom and started hitting the ceiling right back lol. Anyway, I decided to file a complant or whatever about that, but forgot to because of my debit card scare. I should just play my shit anyway though (Its 7PM)