Who do you think you are? Miles Davis?

A couple nights this past week, I have been kept up by trumpet playing, somewhere in my neighborhood. At first, I thought it could be someone playing their stereo very loud, but after what I have endured this past week, it is most definitely someone playing the trumpet. This in itself wouldn't annoy me so much, if it weren't for all the neighborhood dogs that join in chorus. Not in singing, but mostly barking. My guess is that it's some 7th-grader reciting for his band class. But who knows, maybe it's a trumpet player that has fallen on hard times and is wandering the streets in a lonely daze, stuck on a loop of Taps.