Godzilla lives down my street

Saturday I was woken up by a noise that can only be described as Godzilla being anally raped by a tuba. Imagine that classic roar (although slightly anxious) merged with a slight trumpetting and you're there. Just as it ended, Spicy entered the flat singing 'Girls Girls Girls'. As he left a few moments later I began to doze off again....only to be reawoken by Godzilla messing around with the brass band again. Who'd be me?