man, they're loud
So the band next to us in the rehearsal space is loud. Damn loud. Here we are trying to do some last minute tuning of songs for studio time this weekend, and it''s a non-stop bombardment of 20-something boom-shalock-lock-boom. Man, they''re loud. Last week I threw a minor hissy refusing to play while they were boom-boom-booming along. It was just so loud that I couldn''t hear what we were doing, and thought that playing was actually counter-productive.
I''m such a prima-donna. Or prima-todda.