He still hated noise. 'Everybody talks about pollution', Arlo would say to anybody who would listen. 'The way we poison our environment with this and that, yet the one thing which really poisons the quality of our lives is noise. Everywhere you go you hear people making noise, noise, noise. Where can you hear the bird sing these days? Not in the city, my friend. All you hear is traffic, loud radios and people with noisy machinery. Twenty-four hours a day it,s noise, noise, noise. It's enough to drive you crazy.'