• Story alerts   • Letter to Editor   • Pin it  Chad teaches at
SDSU and lives in the Clairemont area. He threw a party for his
30th birthday about a month ago. I brought a few women with me.
We stopped and bought some booze and a cake.  Chad’s backyard
was perfect for a party — it’s huge and has a beautiful canyon
view. When DJ Skullcrusher started spinning, I heard one of the
guests say that canyons are the worst for music. “The sound
travels directly to those houses on the other side,” he
explained.  I saw Chad, who was carrying a huge mug filled with
beer. I asked him about the potential noise problem. He told me
that his neighbors were informed about the party and that he had
invited them. He wasn’t sure if the people on the other side of
the canyon would complain.  A video screen was set up that
showed interesting colors and abstract images moving in sync
with the music. I heard a song I liked and asked the DJ if it
was the Ting Tings. He said he wasn’t sure but would tell me
later, after he checked his