There are few things more disturbing to a musician (to this musician, anyway) than the sound of a power lawn mower, blower, or edger cutting across the afternoon when you’re trying to practice. Except during the winter, this type of noise crops up more afternoons than not, here in the suburbs. There’s just no escaping it.

Since I’m fundamentally a nonconfrontational person, it would never occur to me to attempt to dissuade anyone who is using one of these implements in my vicinity, or in the vicinity of any other musician. I will say only this:

I hope you trip over the power cord, fall into the blades, and die.

Nothing personal, you understand.


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