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Our pal Jesse Chan-Norris lives in a building up on 8th Street and Broadway. It's a nice place, but they've been doing a lot of renovation on the exterior lately, and it's begun to drive him a little bit insane. This morning, he sent us a link to this post, complete with audio sample of the brain-melting noise:
For the past several months they have been doing construction on the outside of my building. This is once-in-a-decade style work, and we have been told that it’ll all be worth it and that we won’t have this kind of work for quite some time to come. That is no small comfort when I wake up to the sound of grinders cutting away the brickwork on the facade outside my window.I would now like to share this experience with you.
Damn, JCN, how can you live with that? It'd be quieter to go down and sleep on the 6 platform at Astor Place! Does anyone live in a noisier apartment than JCN? We doubt it-- but we'd be happy to review any audio snippets you send in.
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Actually, an interesting related article might be what tenants can do about loud neighbors. I used to live below a woman who would clomp around for the entire night in high heels and, since she was friends with the landlord, the building management wouldn't do anything about it. I actually had to move simply so that I could sleep at night. Excessive city noise of any kind can really be a drag.
while my morning loud sounds are nowhere near this, i get a steady "garbage truck with loose screws screaming down pot holed road" sound. BANG BANG BANG.
ugh.
Sure that's not a sample from an old Einsturzende Neubaten record?
We've got renovation at 8th and Broadway beat - it's been two years and going strong (through year 2010 news says)on Wall Street with daily/weekend 7a-4p street drilling; concrete, garbage and delivery trucks; fighting taxi/limo/car service drivers, screaming ADHD Deutsche Bank security guards all night, the sounds of metal scaffolding pipe set up and breakdown of pipes being thrown on the trucks continuously...
I live in the neighborhood, and there has been a retarded amount of work being done all around the area.
What I wanna know is how Jesse enjoys the bikers and their loud-ass Japanese motorcycles screaming down 8th?
I found that by turning down the volume on my computer, that sound file wasn't nearly as loud.
seriously, that audio file is a lullaby compared to my nightscape of hell. living on greenpoint ave is the worst, especially living across the street from the poultry slaughterhouse. imagine the noise: mobile wash units idling on the street, the pick up/drop off of huge waste receptacles at predawn points in the night; the daily truck traffic wouldn't be SO bad if it weren't for the pesky gap mid road which causes all of the trucks to downshift BEFORE hitting the bump, thereby elongating the sonic agony of screetchy metal bombastic crash. i blame the last sentence on insomnia. i move in less than a week.
that's nothing. I live in the bronx and black people are always like "WHAT YOU WANT MOTHERFUCKER!!! I'll CUT YOU! GIVE ME YOUR MONEY!! SHIT BITCH I WILL SLAP YOU!!! FUCK!!!" in Samuel L Jackson level decibels all day long, and it's usually while talking to their children.
I live in the same building, and it's ridiculous. They've been right outside my window on the 31st floor for almost two months now. I can't even fathom what's taking them so long. Are they replacing every brick on the damn building? What gives? There's a silouette right outside my window right now as I type this. They're hammering again. WTF. When will it end? Is anyone even monitoring them for efficiency? Damn!
Ah, noise! I don't know that I have any of the other posters beat, exactly — and is this really something we need to get competitive over? — but I'd like to share the glories of my previous apartment, on Butler Street between Bond and Nevins, on the same block as the Gowanus Pump House, a garbage truck repair garage, a motorcycle chop shop, a car stereo installation place, a parking lot and a bomb factory.
But what really made it special was the neighbors. The folks next door liked to have barbecues in the yard, with their human-sized speakers and the reggaeton loud enough to ensure that no one could hear anyone else talking. Meanwhile, the guy above them loved to listen to his car stereo. Loud. From his second-floor apartment. And the weird grey-market tinker shop across the street had speakers on the roof that pointed toward our apartment. Not to mention the close friendship between some of our neighbors and the local Mister Softee man, who would park outside at 10 in the evening, music blaring at full volume, and hang out for an hour or two.
We moved out a couple weeks after construction began in the vacant lot next door, which involved repeatedly ramming an earth-mover into the foundations of our building, shaking the whole thing.
Ah, noise! I don't know that I have any of the other posters beat, exactly — and is this really something we need to get competitive over? — but I'd like to share the glories of my previous apartment, on Butler Street between Bond and Nevins, on the same block as the Gowanus Pump House, a garbage truck repair garage, a motorcycle chop shop, a car stereo installation place, a parking lot and a bomb factory.
But what really made it special was the neighbors. The folks next door liked to have barbecues in the yard, with their human-sized speakers and the reggaeton loud enough to ensure that no one could hear anyone else talking. Meanwhile, the guy above them loved to listen to his car stereo. Loud. From his second-floor apartment. And the weird grey-market tinker shop across the street had speakers on the roof that pointed toward our apartment. Not to mention the close friendship between some of our neighbors and the local Mister Softee man, who would park outside at 10 in the evening, music blaring at full volume, and hang out for an hour or two.
We moved out a couple weeks after construction began in the vacant lot next door, which involved repeatedly ramming an earth-mover into the foundations of our building, shaking the whole thing.
Please! There's a certain continuous ignorability to a powersaw. My apt. building has been undergoing gutting and renovation since January that involves irregular yet extended table saw sessions interspersed with guys going nuts with sledgehammers on the ceiling, walls and floors above me. Throw a few hundred bags of refuse in the hallway and you have a party. I comiserate however. There were a few months when I simply couldn't watch tv or talk on the phone between 8am and 4pm because of the noise.