Let there be peace on earth

The neighbor has taken up the electric guitar. The neighbor does not have air conditioning. The neighbor has no natural talent for music.

Oh, goodness.

The fat lady cannot float peacefully whilst clutching her lime green pool noodle anymore. All she wishes to do is paddle about, not thinking about work, chores, or people who do not have the manners to be quiet and play with headphones.

Oh, but the fat lady has a plan. Mr. Fat Lady (AKA, the fat man) has a shiny electric guitar, too. And perhaps she would like to hear Flight of the Bumblebee.