Amen to the Floyd. I can’t enjoy it. I can like one song, heard every now and then, but if I hear more than one Pink Floyd song in a row, I space out and am useless for at least a couple hours. It doesn’t speak to me, either, and it usually makes me twitchy and irritable.
Also, not a fan of the Dead. I appreciate the culture, I admire the musicianship, I’m just not a fan of the songs.
The list of “new, hot” artists I can’t stand could go on and on. I was at a big party a few weeks ago, and I didn’t recognize a single thing the DJ played. I don’t know if that means I’m old or not, but I’m still rather proud of the fact that I can’t pick Jessica Simpson or Christina Aguilera out of a lineup.
Let’s see … ohhh, Linkin Park. Linkin Park, Limp Bizkit, and all sorts of other bands that are part of the reason our nation’s children can’t spell.