Disciple of Marduk
- Aug 24, 2001
- Reaction score
- HM The Tower of London
My parents wouldn't allow music to be played loudly enough to be heard through an ear pressed to the outside of my bedroom door. Back then headphones were expensive so there was little point in bothering.All mothers think "What's that bloody racket?" - along with "This room is a bomb sight!"...
As far as I'm concerned music is a human right. So when my own four kids were of an age to play music for fun I bought them all CD players etc and told them to go for it.
We lived in an end terrace with deaf pensioners nearby so as long as they could hear me call them for tea the volume didn't matter.
This meant I could tell who was in as I drove round the corner by the din blaring out; gangsta rap, classical, 70s rock or the Spice Girls, or a mixture thereof.
The music was turned down around 9pm, which is when I'd also stop any noisy DIY, and nobody ever complained.