To Peter, Paul and Mary...

To the SugarCube wannabes signing and playing instruments in the backyard on Prospect Place between Vanderbilt and Underhill Aves. Bjork and the SugarCubes you are not. Please! I beg you! My cows have stopped breeding and my cats are scared to go outside.

PS No shit I hear three distinct doggy voices barking for their lives. Frigging hilarious.

Man.....doesn't it seem a bit curmudgeon-like to complain about some people enjoying the springtime weather and making music, even if that music isn't any good? At 6:45 in the evening? Maybe you should take this as an opportunity to get out of your apartment and take in the beautiful day....

enh. the drummer in my building goes at it for hours and hours almost daily. granted, it's the afternoon (and grateful i am that it's not the night), but it does get tiresome.

gotta say, Original Glove Hat, i am honestly sorry for your troubles, but your telling of the story coupled with the thread title just makes me laugh! Bjork!

LIAM wrote: Man.....doesn't it seem a bit curmudgeon-like to complain about some people enjoying the springtime weather and making music, even if that music isn't any good? At 6:45 in the evening? Maybe you should take this as an opportunity to get out of your apartment and take in the beautiful day....

I prefer hearing the Mister Softee jingle as the passage of rights to spring. Oh yeah I forgot, Bloomberg banned it. I guess he never heard Bjork.

Day 2:

1. You three owe me two Ala Tau breeding cattle.

2. Does Timbuk 3 know you're stealing their act?

3. Couldn't you have chosen The Toadies over Timbuk 3?

sweet tea wrote: enh. the drummer in my building goes at it for hours and hours almost daily. granted, it's the afternoon (and grateful i am that it's not the night), but it does get tiresome.

In my old apartment, I had an upstairs neighbor for a while who was an aspiring jazz guitarist. He actually was good -- the problem was that the reason he was good was that he was VERY diligent with rehearsals. He would learn a new song by playing it in a continuous loop for an hour and a half each practice session; he'd spend about three weeks on each song, playing it for an hour or two twice a week or so, and then finally move on to something else, which he'd also play again and again in a loop for two hours for three weeks...

Yet, it still didn't bother me as such.

Until the month when he decided to use this method in learning "Girl from Ipanema."