Fifteen year old New Yorker Arthur Rappoport was clearly dedicated to learning his saxophone. According to his proud mother Olga he practiced for four hours a day.
Clearly practice doesn’t equal talent, as six of the neighbours complained in court that his playing was “a cruel and unusual punishment” “disturbing our thoughts and minds”.
The magistrate in the case ruled that Arthur was to only play his saxophone during the day; presumably the neighbours were far more able to cope with their minds being disturbed during daylight hours.
The magistrate stated that he lived in that district himself and would be passing this dubious musician’s house every evening to check that the peace was being kept.
I wonder if young Arthur continued playing his preferred instrument after this ruling, or was the weight of disapproval of an entire neighbourhood enough to quench his love of music?