Jay Braun, a guitarist for a New York City rock band called the Negatones, is well versed in the science of soundproofing. \n"Sheetrock, soundboard and plywood, over and over," said Braun, a fast-talking 32-year-old who has erected soundproofing in two New York City living spaces. "We really did want to be good neighbors." \nAlthough musicians began recording in their homes as early as the 1970s, the migration away from professional studios to homes expanded in the 1980s, as drum machines and multitrack tape recorders came into widespread use. Now that computers and recording software are household items -- Apple Computer's new operating system comes with a program called GarageBand -- recording at home, for musicians, has become routine. "It's becoming harder and harder to find people who do not have their own home studio," said Alan Fierstein, a Soho-based acoustic consultant, whose own professional studio, Sorcerer Sound, recently closed. \n"Twenty years ago, a studio was the only place you could make music," said Russell Simins, drummer for the Jon Spencer Blues Explosion, a New York City band. "Ten years ago that was less true. Now studios are being avoided. People have computers. They sit at home." \nBut with home studios came the noise. And the efforts to contain it. \n"It's the neighbors that create the soundproofing equation," said Gary Silver, a sound designer who has been soundproofing homes and professional studios since 1984. "New York being what it is, that really makes it a problem." \nFor Michael Mehler, who lives directly below a home studio in a building on the city's Lower East Side, the most frustrating thing about the musician upstairs is his choice of instrument. \n"Jumping up and down with the electric guitar is different than playing Bach," Mehler said on a recent Saturday. "It's not like he's a violinist." \nMehler added that the musician "could do it with headphones." \nThat is precisely the advice offered by Richard Murdock, a property manager in Manhattan, who has had to handle complaints about a tenant with a studio in a Lower East Side building. \n"That boom boom boom, and the rattling of the dishes," he said. "Most of these old tenement buildings are not steel and concrete. Playing live music in an apartment, it's impossible not to encroach upon your neighbors." \nThe first mistake, Silver said, is the assumption that sound can be trapped in a room by putting up some carpets. \n"I constantly have people talking about foam, fabric and egg cartons," he said. "You need mass. Sheetrock, concrete, wood. Expensive, heavy things have to be built." \nBraun, like most people, began on the low end of the learning curve. \nHis first attempt at soundproofing came in 1996, when the band rented part of an artist's loft in Williamsburg. The band members marched to a Home Depot and bought plywood, and slabs of Sheetrock and layers of soundboard. \n"We thought we were so sophisticated," recalled Braun, dressed in a rumpled suit jacket and sneakers on a recent Thursday afternoon. "We were all high-fiving each other up to the time we brought in the bass and the drum set." \nBut the new walls had a baffling effect. Instead of sounding muffled, Braun said, the music "seemed to have gotten louder." \nIt was a defining moment. Braun realized that "there is, in fact, a reason for science." \nAs more musicians stay at home to make music, professional recording studios have suffered. Bill Tesar, the owner of the Toy Specialists, a large sound equipment rental company, said improved technology and smaller budgets from record companies have caused business with studios to decline over the past three years. His company, in business since 1983, closed last week. \n"I'd say more than 60 percent of the midsize recording studios that were in business five years ago are now out of business," Tesar said. "That's not an inflated guess. There were literally hundreds of them in the New York metro area. Now, if there are 40 or 50, that's a lot." \nEven freelancers are worried. Adam Kendall, who plays in an electronic music group and also records bands out of his apartment in Brooklyn, said the brisk work of the past several years is set to dry up. \n"I'm the person big studios hate," he said. But he added that Apple's release of GarageBand "is my karmic return. I gave up hope for making money recording music." \nSome musicians said home studios and computer equipment are making recording quieter. Richard Bernstein, lead guitarist for Rammstein, a German heavy metal group, said the recording process is less collaborative now, more a solitary plinking on a computer keyboard than a group playing effort. \n"You don't have to listen loud anymore," said Bernstein, whose concerts feature feats of pyrotechnics. \nMusic today is "everyone is cooking in his own kitchen by himself," he said, in his New York home studio on the first floor of a former firehouse. "It used to be five guys playing together, but that doesn't happen as much anymore." \n"You can do everything without other people's presence," Bernstein said. \nBesides, says Kendall, "am I really making more noise than a guy on Sunday who is watching an Arnold Schwarzenegger movie in Surround Sound?" \nThere are those musicians for whom such questions are not rhetorical. Howie Statland, the musician who lives upstairs from Mehler, said he cannot afford soundproofing and, even if he could, his neighbors' blaring music and yelling children would give him the right to make noise freely. He has a guitar amplifier in his bedroom and plays copiously. Drums were his one concession. \n"The guy downstairs gets upset when I put the guitar too loud," Statland said. \nA basic philosophy, however, prevails. "I've had people yell, `Shut up,' but they're out there, and I'm in here. What are they going to do?"
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PHOTO: NY TIMES
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