I just want to sit here and play my guitar. With all the madness and chaos going on around isn’t this a small request. Then the pounding starts. More like jumping. More like blood-curdling rage coming from my upstairs neighbor. She’s jumping up and down on my roof because I’m strumming my acoustic guitar. What have I done to deserve this ?
I can play my TV at any volume at any hour of the day or night. But just a few strums of a real live G chord on my battered old Thumb Guitar and she’s going nuts. Is she just a nice lady wanting a little peace and quiet . NO NO NO . She is another Creature born to ruin Rock’n’Roll.
And there’s armies of them out there. Arm yourself with amplification.