I always was and continue to be utterly noise-resilient. I can do legal work with Judas Priest playing and regularly do (and not just quietly in the background), no issue. When we're in our rehearsal room and the band in the adjacent room is kinda loud, it never bothers me. But it doesn't work both ways. At one of our recent rehearsals, a member from that other band - young enough to be my son - knocked at our door and inquired very politely whether we could turn the bass down, it was distracting them, "especially the mids". (I was playing my LP Junior Tribute over a Markbass/Orange Little Terror bi-amping set-up.) I was flabbergasted how pansy these young people have become. Unfathomable for me to do something like that. I should have yelled at him: "I WAS AT SLADE GIGS WHEN YOU WEREN'T EVEN YET FLOATING SEMEN AND SAW PEOPLE GET NOSE BLEEDING FROM THE VOLUME OF JIM LEA'S BASS BINS, YOU LITTLE NIRVANA-REARED, "MOMMY, I CAN'T CONCENTRATE"-RITALIN-GULPING PUNK! GET A GRIP ON YOURSELF!"
Old people are terrible, I know.