One thing I really liked about university was catching faint snippets of music being played as I walked around. But maybe this is due to not being bothered by people practicing scales in dedicated insulated basement music practice rooms, so I would only infrequently hear ~full pieces being practised.
I loved walking by musical school every now and then when they had windows open. Sorta added to summery feeling. But I hated every minute of my upstairs neighbour having their go at piano.
