A little backstory to this: My dad, as you can imagine, is a musician. He teaches guitar/bass/drums and is always in at least one cover band. The band he was in when I was really little was a Rush tribute band. This band would often practice at our house because my dad had a makeshift studio. It just so happened that this studio was directly below my bedroom. So, basically, I grew up falling asleep to a Rush concert in my basement. But it was never a problem, I don't remember having sleeping problems because of it. My dad now is no longer in that band and practices elsewhere. Sometimes, I really miss my loud lullaby.