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They've turned it down a bit before I've even had to call. I'll just have to see what happens and whether I can get to sleep with it in the background.
 
Joking aside, I know loud music's jarring sometimes - especially at gasp, quarter to ten at night!! - but it strikes me that a lot of people would be a lot happier if they didn't go out of their way to be miserable.
 
It's all about consideration for others.

I try not to make any more noise than necessary for my neighbours after about 9pm at night - and I know none of them have to be up at 6am or have children.

You say that loud music can be "jarring" - to me, it's like that little buzzy fly that won't go away, and you can't seem to splat - it just winds you up.

It's nothing to do with "choosing to be miserable" - it's just the results of someone else's actions affecting me.
 
I don't mind people enjoying themselves, but there's no need to be so damn loud, and certainly not at this time of night when I'm sure there are kids trying to sleep, and adults starting to get ready for bed because tomorrow is a workday.

Given the enclosed nature of the built up area, the noise just echoes round as it has nowhere else to go.

I should not be expected to close all my windows for most of the evening to keep their noise out - especially given that it's so hot and ventilation is required.


Have you ever thought of moving aj?

Maybe to the countryside, or would the sound of harvesters and birds etc. wake you up? :hmm:
 
To be honest, ultimately I'd like to move out of London - having grown up in the west country, I'm used to a quieter, gentler, more laid back style of life, but at the moment circumstances are preventing me.

I would love to find someone special to settle down with, move to somewhere we both can enjoy (she is in Lincolnshire), and do all the other boring things that couples do - and up until a couple of months ago, that's exactly what I had planned. Until she decided otherwise. So it's back to square one, whilst hoping that she sees sense and comes back, getting depressed looking at dating sites to see all these single, but incompatible, people.

You know that song "Shattered Dreams" by Johnny Hates Jazz? That's my life right now.
 
You don't have to live in brixton though. there are quieter parts of london. Nothing wrong with not liking noise and parties but this isn't the best place to be. That said I'm in brixton and my block of flats is very quiet.


Apart from traffic noise.
 
I don't get a great deal of traffic noise where I am - the only problem is emergency service vehicles belting along New Park Road at stupid o'clock with sirens blazing taking a short-cut.

My cirumstances dictate that I don't get a lot of say in where I live, so I am stuck in Brixton at the moment. It's a long story and there is no real need to go into it in details here.
 
The Diaries of AJ Down said:
Sunday

Was most displeased to hear the far off strains of a child's birthday party at the ungodly hour of six o'clock! Where are their parents? Is it any wonder this country is going to the dogs when small children are allowed to run wild like this?

[Later]
A dog barked outside, rousing me from my sleep. Some illegal fighting breed I shouldn't wonder.

Monday

Starched my nets, they are now satisfactorily twitchable once more.

Tuesday

Dear reader, I am in shock. Forgive my shaking hand, I have endeavoured to compose myself but nothing can soothe my shattered nerves. This morning on my daily rounds of the local streets, I fell prey to a violent and mindless attack. A lady - and I use the word charitably - neglected to allow sufficient space when passing me and a harsh, nay brutal brushing of my coat sleeve occurred.
I am taking to my bed.

Wednesday

Was inconvenienced by a road traffic accident. The nerve of some people! I did of course collect photographic evidence of the selfish brute involved and will submit it, along with a stiffly worded letter, to my local Member of Parliament.

Get some earplugs.
 
Ajdown, seriously, I am sorry to hear about your romantic setback. What circumstances dictate that you can't move if you're clearly quite miserable here? Are you a council tenant? As far as I know, needs/priority/points etc aren't taken into consideration if you do a straight swap with someone.
 
It's not often I find myself agreeing with ajd but the party last night really was ridiculously loud. They must have had some kind of pa system. I can (sort of) cope with it on a Friday or Saturday, but a Sunday night's a bit much. It's bad enough having to cope with the idea of going to work the next day :(
 
For those lucky enough to have missed it, you can experience 30 seconds of it here: - straight out of the camera, no audio touch up to make it louder.
 
For those lucky enough to have missed it, you can experience 30 seconds of it here: - straight out of the camera, no audio touch up to make it louder.


Tbh that's fairly common in London on a weekend night. It looks like a long hot summer so expect more of this type of thing.

Is this every night or have they been quiet up to now?
 
I'd say that was pretty unreasonable after watching the video.

Who cares if it's a common occurance, doesn't mean it's ok.
 
Well it was 10.30pm. What time did they turn the music down?

Everybody's got a different intrpretation of what's acceptable but to me, after 12midnight is annoying. Before that I just shut the windows.

But then again I lived next to an amature DJ for a few months and his parties used to make things fall off the wall. I coulnd't beat him so joined in instead. :)
 
10:30pm and I'm sure the area where AJ lives has numerous young families living there.... It's not really acceptable when you think of it like that is it??
 
You don't have to live in brixton though. there are quieter parts of london. Nothing wrong with not liking noise and parties but this isn't the best place to be. That said I'm in brixton and my block of flats is very quiet.


Apart from traffic noise.


I don't mind traffic noises, but the constant lorries going up and down Jebb Avenue means it's hard to sit there with your windows open.

Also, the beeping from the traffic crossing does my head in. I keep rushing to see if we've run out of gas or electricity :D
 
Well it was 10.30pm. What time did they turn the music down?

Everybody's got a different intrpretation of what's acceptable but to me, after 12midnight is annoying. Before that I just shut the windows.

It's not even about time really. The house I live in, like all the others on my street, was converted by Lambeth council into flats without any thought being given to insulation (noise or otherwise). This means that whatever time of day my neighbours are playing loud music, or watching TV loud, or playing computer games loud, we will hear every single detail of it, though especially the bass. It does your head in after a bit, regardless of whether it's 11am, 2pm or 3am.
 
It's not even about time really. The house I live in, like all the others on my street, was converted by Lambeth council into flats without any thought being given to insulation (noise or otherwise). This means that whatever time of day my neighbours are playing loud music, or watching TV loud, or playing computer games loud, we will hear every single detail of it, though especially the bass. It does your head in after a bit, regardless of whether it's 11am, 2pm or 3am.


Yep, I'm in one of those properties. You can hear absolutely everything :mad:

My neighbours probably hear me having a piss :D
 
...and it's not about "living in Brixton" per se. I've lived in Brixton for years and years. I never had problems with noise before. It's a combination of atrociously bad sound insulation in badly converted flats, and having unwittingly moved right into the middle of a party'n'drugs triangle of houses.
 
I was in the audience - it was a production of A Comedy of Errors by a local theatre company called the Curious Room. They did a production of Love's Labours Lost this time last year. Was very enjoyable, particularly whilst getting slowly, pleasantly drunk on white wine and stuffing my face with crisps, Portugese rissoles and cake. mmmmm
 
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