I'm chatting with my 16-yr-old cousin in Israel right now. It's probably getting close to his bed time, the little bugger. He plays drums and I'm happy to hear he hasn't given up on them yet. I bet the neighbors are good and pissed. The best part is that his parents' apartment is too small for the drum set, so they leave them at his grandmother's house. I'm not quite sure how that works out, though.