Blog post 'Neighbors, Noise & Cops'
Neighbors, Noise & Cops
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So last night Graham and I were playing a few songs in the garage and I see a cop roll by with his window half way down. A minute or two later he waddles up my driveway and tells me one of the neighbors complained about the noise. He said he didn't think it was too loud but he could hear it from the street and the city ordinance about "amplified" blah, blah, blah, blah. I stopped listen pretty quick. So he says, "Maybe if you turn it down and close the garage door it'll be ok. I look at my little 65 watt Peavey 112 and its set on 2, yeah fucking 2. It's not like I have a full stack and a bad ass Marshall 4-channel JVM410H 100-Watt tube amp blasting noise to the city limits. I totally know we've been a lot louder when we have two guitars and a bass and me screaming vocals over all that shit. I’m not really too upset or pissed off. I wear this like a badge of honor that the cops showed up at my place. It’s like a rite of passage like my first broken string on my guitar. It’s like I’m a man now or a rock god or something. Anyway, I think I know which neighbor it is. This means war mother fuckers! 
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All those jam-esque photos from the P.A.R.T.Y. album are from acoustic jams, attended by anywhere from five to sixty people - we even had a fire-spinner at one (thanks Beaner!) that were held in front or back lawns in downtown east vancouver between noon and noon the next day. Sometimes the music was shitty too...
So, then again, maybe if you invited all the neighbors to toodle on over for a glass of wine and a song maybe they'd lighten up about the mini-amps?
Love and asparagus...