I fought fire with fire, or noise with noise as you will. I had neighbors move in next door who loved to party all the night long into the wee hours of 2 and 3 AM. They had their sound bar up against the wall of my apartment and I had to endure the bass booming and shivering the wall. I know that living in an apartment that you can’t demand total silence, it’s never going to happen, I also know that on weekends that young people like to party and that’s fine, I have no problem with it, but EVERY night it was the same thing. All my older neighbors and I as an older person didn’t want to rat them out to management because if you get three complaints, you are out, and no one wants to be a Karen. I talked with other neighbors and they all said they could hear them all night too. After I was woken up and couldn’t get back to sleep one night I snapped. I have a vintage Pioneer stereo system with mega amps, (I told you I was rather aged). I selected an appropriate record to play, In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida by Iron Butterfly. I put toilet paper in my ears and I played that record, but what was glorious was the drum solo that I love so much that I just had to turn it up even more! I shivered the timbers! I played it to the end. After the album finished, there was blest silence!!! I’m sure all my neighbors in the whole building could hear that ancient gem and everyone knew what I trying to accomplish. They kept it down afterwards but it took a few times for the lesson to really sink in. Don’t bring a puny sound bar to a noise war against a mega amp Pioneer. I wasn’t a total Karen, I let them have their fun on weekends because I was up anyways. If you want to share your music with me at 3 AM, I’ll share with you mine.