my neighbor plays drums at odd hours during the day, mostly. But there was a 2am session about a year ago in the summer when his wife was out of town, this is a quiet residential city street with mostly smallish older single family homes. Somebody called the cops, he didn't answer the door for them. He's not a terrible drummer, so that's a plus. So I often think of this joke when I hear him playing, or this one ( very short version):
An explorer (coincidentally named Gibson) goes to a remote tropical island, and notices that there are always drums playing from somewhere off in the distance, asks a local "do the drums ever stop??" Local says "very-very bad when drums stop", eventually the drums stop and the locals run around in a panic "oh no!! bass solo!!!"