Sentences with phrase «like blaring music»

Festivity - related complaints like blaring music and partying, loud talking and illegal fireworks have more than...

Not exact matches

The techno music blaring from the bar quickly transported me to a dream - like scene from the movie «Lost in Translation.»

«I've got the image of being a straight - and - narrow guy, and I like that,» he said over the blare of the music.

While it's true that we shouldn't feel like we need to tip - toe around our house every time our baby is asleep, we also shouldn't put baby down and then blare the music, run the vacuum in their bedroom, or whatever other «tricks» we can use to «get baby used to the noise».

The color red is especially evocative for you, and you may have at least one room that looks like a bordello or a glam rocker's LA apartment, with crimson walls, black couches, and music blaring from the speakers.

I the kooky girl u see driving around town music blaring and I am belten out whatevers on... Dancing lol... Ya that's me... I am a pretty chill person.I get my hair and nails done but I am far from high maintenance just like to do something for myself.

For too long, «The Crescent» plays out like your neighbor's home movies — they play on the beach and walk through the house while ominous music designed to build tension blares.

It will give you driver information, show you what's behind you while you're backing up, and blare your music at top volume while you crawl through the rocks like a rockstar.

I have a three year old in the car constant so it's not like I'm blaring rap music with the bass at 10 +.

At the drop off point, your first impression might be the deafening blare of rave - like music and the screams of thrill seekers as they splash into the chocolate milk colored water.

It's no Shaun of the Dead nor will it ever make you laugh out loud but it's there, occasionally springing up in situations like the one where you come across some zombies that are somehow being enchanted by colored lights and blaring dance music, with one zombie standing behind some DJ decks.

With the appropriate techno music blaring in the background, it's like you're firing away in the middle of a virtual rave.

Female Figure is sure to seem out of date and cheesy as soon as the next technological iteration comes along; this figure looks at us in a mirror, her eyes following us wherever we walk, gyrating, music blaring, intermittently uttering inanities or profundities, like, «My mother is dead, my father is dead, I'm gay, I would like to be a poet, this is my house» — Wolfson somehow crept in and turned the inside of my head into his house.