Three times in my younger life I was told to turn the music down. I took great offence. How could they not appreciate most excellent music played very loudly. While I don't like other people's music played loudly, mine must be.
My boss was away from the premises. I had the radio on with Cher's Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves playing very loudly. Boss returned. I didn't hear him because the music was so loud. Trouble.
Saturday afternoon should be ok to play loud music, such as Suzi Quatro's Devil Gate Drive? I was home alone. Why would it matter? The neighbour was a nurse and her husband a prison officer and both worked shift work and were trying to sleep.
A decade or so later I discovered the sublime Elgar's Cello Concerto in E Minor. Home alone again with the music very loud and R returned home. "Turn that bloody racket down."
Have you played music at an inappropriate volume?