Ghetto blasters

Neighbors are having a battle of the stereos this Memorial Day weekend. One is blasting (so loud that the neighbors two building over think it's too loud) reggaetone (which is fine in a club, not so fine in a home). Another is dueling with him, blaring merengue.
And they're in the same building, which is the one I happen to live in. Asking these guys to turn it down just results in ruffling their macho tailfeathers and seems to provoke some sort of pride ('my stereo is loudest' = 'I have the biggest penis').

I also feel compelled to say that, in all four years of college, I never had neighbors play such loud music.

Tags: music, volume, city life, Boston, JP, ghetto, annoying