I hate to break it to you, but you’re a bit of a douche.
You can’t decide to live DIRECTLY ABOVE a music venue and then complain about the noise.
You just can’t.
And to make it easier for people to identify others like you as douches, here are some helpful clues.
If you live at the corner of St. Laurent and Rachel (above Parc des Ameriques) and complain about the two-week Montreal Fringe Fest period and the noise from the bands and the congregating that takes place there, you’re a bit of a douche.
If you decide to live on St. Laurent, Mont Royal, St. Denis, or any of the major urban gathering commercial hot spots with a variety of well-placed cafes, restaurants, and bars, and then complain about the inevitable noise coming from patrons and the late-night coming and goings, you’re a bit of a douche.
If you decide to live near the train tracks or the Turcot Interchange because you enjoy the affordability of rents and/or the proximity to numerous services, but then complain about the noise, you’re a bit of a douche.
If you decide to buy a house near the airport because the prices are way cheaper in that area (because… you guessed it… the noise!) and then you complain about… the noise, you’re a bit of a douche.
Also, all kinds of clueless.
So let me fill you in on the facts of life.
You can’t get something for nothing.
It’s just not how life works, no matter how hard you seem to want to make it happen.
Nothing annoys me more than the absence of common sense, and no one exhibits that more than the newly arrived urban dweller who wants the luxury of enjoying all the pleasures and conveniences of living in the city without having to deal with the inconveniences that come with that decision.
You, my fellow urbanite, living in your new gentrified digs, enjoying the comfort of having everything cool and hip and happening at your fingertips, can’t possibly attempt to shut all that down when it interferes with nap time.
There is a price to pay for living downtown or in the latest “in” neighbourhoods, and that price is usually noise, tough-to-get-to parking spots, and an endless supply of tattooed baristas and hipster beards.
If you like what the neighbourhood brings you, you deal. You learn to live with it, you shake your shoulders and focus on something else, because being a reasonable person, you understand that there’s always a price to pay for what you gain in return.
If you’re not reasonable, you decide to move DIRECTLY ABOVE a live music venue and then complain about the noise.
On a personal level, attacks and/or threats to the survival of live music venues offend me to no end. Not because I’m a musician (I can’t play a single note and I’m pretty sure I’ll die not having learned to play one), but because I have an immense appreciation and love for live music and for starving artists who hone their craft (a real labour of love) playing in small venues like Le Divan Orange or my neighbourhood’s Bar de Courcelle.
Over the years, I have seen some amazing acts perform at these places and I would like to hope that I will continue to see performances take place there. I don’t want the viability and existence of these venues (and venues like them) threatened by the demands of the perpetually clueless.
Live music is something this city simply doesn’t have enough of. We need more venues, not less of them. And I certainly don’t want them threatened or shut down because some douche decided to move to one of the busiest and loudest commercial streets in Montreal and expect that she can enjoy the bucolic sounds of a small countryside road.
We need to nourish and protect our music scene and everything that makes this city great; not cower to the whims of people who would rather choke off grass-root music scenes and urban rejuvenation because they suddenly realized it’s a tad louder than originally expected.
Soundproof your apartment or move somewhere quieter. I hear the South Shore has some amazing rentals.