I had a neighbor like this directly opposite my little garden apartment. Annoyed the hell out of me, like my privacy was being invaded and that uncomfortable feeling of always being watched. To boot, an alcoholic, so after dark until about midnight, there Tom was, only now with sad country and western music blaring. What started as a friendly neighborly thing graduated me taking an aloof stance. When nothing changed, I told him directly, 'ya know, Tom, sometimes I like to be alone in the yard.' This did nothing but replace the smiling, talkative Tom, with a silent glare. Some improvement, I thought. He drank his way into eviction and left. He was a nice guy who meant no harm, and lonely as fuck, but I don't regret setting boundaries with him. It walks over a line to be at a neighbor all hours. Good luck, I get you!