I can hardly hear you over the blare of the radio.

[T]heir host of eagles flew / Past the Pyrenean pines, / Follow'd up in valley and glen / With blare of bugle, clamour of men, / Roll of cannon and clash of arms, / And England pou…

The trumpet blaring in my ears gave me a headache.

[O]n plains, and under City-walls, innumerable regimental bands blare-off into the Inane, without note from us.