Please stop the banging

Mike has officially lost his patience with our radiator. When we moved into our new apartment we got rid of screaming, running babies and in its place received loud, banging radiator (it's true, there really is no such thing as a quiet Manhattan apartment). We've tolerated this banging because we knew that spring was around the corner, the heat would be turned off, and we would get peaceful sleep once again. Last night we reached our breaking point, at least Mike did. I managed to sleep through the banging, it was the fight that Mike started having with the radiator pole that woke me up. If you shake the pole a little it helps the water run through it and stops the banging...at least for a minute or two. I sleep closest to the pole and have worked out a routine with it. If the heat has just turned off you have to shake the pole at least three separate times to get the banging to stop. At 1 am I woke up to Mike trying to reason with (shake profusely!) the damn radiator. In the end, the radiator won and Mike slept on the couch. I guess all of this is better than the heater in our first apartment which was possessed and would turn on and bang and screech in the middle of the night, even when it was un-plugged! Why can't spring just get here!!