So a band has recently moved in downstairs, and instead of renting a practice space like normal bands who live in apartment buildings, they practice in their living room. Now, this wouldn't bother me so much if they were actually GOOD. Instead, they appear to have the exact drum beat for every song (bang bang CRASH bang bang CRASH bang bang . . .), and they also have an absolutely killer cover of "The Ants Go Marching." Every Monday night for about two hours.