I owned a house in the San Fernando Valley in Los Angeles from 1966 to 1995.
In the yearly 70’s-—There was a house 4 away from me on a 1/2 cul de sac that seems to have bands in their garage with frequency.
Came home from work one late afternoon & was very tired. Kids from the neighborhood were sitting on my CURVE-—and a band was playing VERY LOUDLY in the open garage of that house—wrong me. I CALLED THE LAPD.
They came & broke it up. KIDS were MAD at me. IT WAS CHICAGO-—before they were really big. Told the kids if they wanted to have a NOISE fight, I could get a top fuel dragster over to my driveway the next day & FIRE IT UP.
THEN we will see WHO can more noise.
A second time the same house had the same PROBLEM-—THE cops came & told them to shut it down. As the cops were telling me they had shut it down, one of those IDIOTS grabbed the mic, turned up the amp & YELLED :”F U” at me & the cops.
Cops went right back & ARRESTED THEM ALL.
You sold it in 1995???? I'm sorry.
I wish you’d have done all that after they flipped to making soft rock dreck.