<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6385484698931245984</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:23:10.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Open Letter</title><subtitle type='html'>Question's you want to ask, but don't. Take with a grain of salt.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpopenletter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385484698931245984/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpopenletter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JP</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6385484698931245984.post-1971918551921268670</id><published>2007-06-12T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T14:44:49.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mariachi Music</title><content type='html'>Dear Mariachi Music Listener,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are things today? I said, HOW ARE THINGS TODAY? I know it's okay, if I played my music that loud I would have trouble hearing too. Me? I'm doing great. I"m a little cranky, but I"m fine. Why am I cranky? Well, maybe it's because I was blasted out of bed today at 7:00 a.m., by the sound of blaring brass instruments and and an oompah beat. Did you hear what I said? 7:00 A.M. ON A SATURDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I'm into the ethnic music. Being Polish myself, I can dig and appreciate the fascination with the oompah beat. I mean, start up, &lt;em&gt;Roll Out The Barrel&lt;/em&gt;, and I'm a Polka-ing fool. The difference is, I don't need to play it at ear splitting volume that early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the wall inside my house? It's been plastered over 4 times now. People keep asking me if I have earthquake damage. Thanks to you turning the bass knob all the way up, I know have oompah damage. Guess what? My homeowners insurance doesn't cover, "oompah damage!" My insurance agent thinks I"m a quack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you, I go to bed at night in California, and swear I wake up in Mexico. You don't confine it to the home either. Oh no, you have to play it in your car too. You've got all your windows rolled down, and it's blasting as loud as your radio can go. How can you hear the police or fire department sirens? Better yet, how do you hear my horn when you cut me off and make me slam on my breaks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it too much to ask, that you turn it down? I would like to sleep in on Saturdays. I would like to hear my own suicidal music in my car when I'm stopped at a light. I would like not to have to pay for more wall damage. I would like not to have the overwhelming urge to knock your door in and go all medieval on your stereo. Most of all, I don't want to be the cranky neighbor who always calls the cops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping I don't go deaf,&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;JP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6385484698931245984-1971918551921268670?l=jpopenletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jpopenletter.blogspot.com/feeds/1971918551921268670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6385484698931245984&amp;postID=1971918551921268670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385484698931245984/posts/default/1971918551921268670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385484698931245984/posts/default/1971918551921268670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jpopenletter.blogspot.com/2007/06/mariachi-music.html' title='Mariachi Music'/><author><name>JP</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
