The only disagreement Clyde and I have had is over musical instruments. He seems to hate them with a passion. I try to practice anything -- and I play several instruments -- he just goes ballistic, squawking and carrying on. I've tried my flute, my guitar, my mandolin, my bass guitar, and he hates them all. Guess which one he didn't mind? A drum, of all things. I figured that'd be the one he'd hate the most. I wouldn't say he "liked" it, but he didn't squawk quite so much and even tried singing along. He doesn't mind recorded music, just live playing. I play professionally, so it's not that I'm so bad that he's being a critic. I hope.

Is this just a matter of conditioning? That is, if he hears me do it enough, he'll get used to it and not mind so much? Or does it hurt his ears somehow? He moved in while we were remodeling our bathroom and creating all sorts of loud noise, and none of that seemed to bother him.
When I had my parakeet, she used to sing along when I practiced and when I played records, and any time there was anything going on, she had to join in, but she just sat there and chirped. She didn't squawk and carry on like Clyde does.