It's fortunate that I don't mind the sound of roosters crowing, I much prefer hearing them than many other sounds coming from my or my neighbors' yards. Sounds like throbbing bass recordings (sorry, I can't call them music) that resonate through the house foundation, a chained dog with a ceaseless dry bark that won't ever stop not even to take a breath, electric generators stationed in front of metal garage doors so the thrum echoes and reverberates 5X louder, frequent revving of engines being repaired and tested, especially those of airboats.
I also have guineas, so perhaps my perspective, as well as my sanity, is questionable.
I have had some roosters whose individual crows were particularly irritating, I remember especially a little Silver Sebright named Hors d'oeuvre who sounded like a rusty wind-up toy. Because of that, and because he was also a committed ankle-stabber, it was a wonderful relief to re-home him.
But most of the others are certainly tolerable to hear, and some are a pure pleasure. I had a White Jersey Giant named Buck who had a marvelous baritone crow, it was like listening to a Barry White record.
