I have a bank of vivs next to my computer desk, but I very rarely listen to music. I tend to get a few heads peering at me, but no signs of distress at my usual keyboard-clicking.
I once owned a pair of Sinaloans who took grave exception to a track from my own band's album (played on hi-fi across the other side of the room). It had a particularly heavy bass line (almost subsonic by the time the producer had finished with it) and the snakes went mental - threw themselves around their viv in a "Lemme outta here!!" type of way until I hastily switched the track off. The Corns didn't seem to care, but I listened to it on headphones from then on.