Billy Joel. His voice makes me want to smack someone.
Bob Seger is close on that list.
I don’t agree, but a couple of years ago, when everyone was ranting about the 20th anniversary of Nevermind, I remarked to a musician/former IRS Records rep/bar owner friend of mine that *Blood Sugar Sex Magick *came out on the same day.
He stopped in his tracks for a second, then turned to me and said “That was the better album, wasn’t it?” Most of us around the bar agreed.
Any and all bands and/or singers that play rap (should be called crap).
(ETA: In response to StusBlues) I guess that means I should add Red Hot Chili Peppers to my list. Can’t stand their music except for nostalgia purposes. I appreciate their individual levels of musicianship, especially Flea, Frusciante, and both Jack Irons and Chad Smith (drummers), but, all together, it just doesn’t work for me. I almost always change the station when an RHCP song comes on. Of the radio hits, “Give it Away” is about the only one I might stomach.
No, no, the completely unoriginal, tired, worn-out joke goes “You know what rap is short for? Crap.”
That’s a good point. I’ve developed a real hatred for Boston, REO Speedwagon, Steve Miller, and their pasturized brethern over the past few years, but I’ll admit that they made punk rock necessary.
That’s your right, mate. Diversity is a good thing.
Well, of course. 
I enjoy most of the bands mentioned here that others hate (especially Kanye.) These threads are supposed to somewhat raise hackles. I just never got into that white funk rock thing that RHCP did. But, I admit, what they did, they did well. What I really can’t stand is bands that try to pull off the RHCP sound, because nobody except RHCP can do it. (In the early 2000s, I lived in an area where every second band seemed to be a wanna-be RHCP ripoff. So perhaps that made me dislike the original Peppers even more.)
Still, I’ll take Flea and Irons in my band.
It is interesting that, in explaining why you aren’t a RHCP fan, you really have given a rather stirring testimonial on their behalf 
Well, it’s hard for me to outright hate any artist, I admit. I usually just file them away in the “I don’t get it, but I respect what they do” category, which is about as negative a critique as you’ll pull out from me. Like prog rock. I dislike 95% of it. But I can respect the musicianship and the people who do enjoy that kind of thing.
ETA: OK, with the possible exception of Poison. Although I can file them away as a silly, adolescent hair-metal band that actually did work very hard to achieve the success they did. Their music is, largely, terrible, but I do have respect for their work ethic and ambition.
Can’t say I hate them, but I’ve never seen the attraction of Nirvana, Foo Fighters or Oasis.
Well, next time a herd of raging foo show up at your house, you’ll understand why they’re necessary! 
The Beatles.
Yuck
Perhaps you know this… (or perhaps you don’t)… I asked Taylor Hawkins why wasn’t it Food Fighters? He said they named themselves after the term used by Allied aircraft pilots in World War II to describe various UFOs or mysterious aerial phenomena.
(Taylor is married to my friend’s daughter… I’ve been lucky enough to see them five times from back stage. They Rock.)
Dave Hartwick, I wouldn’t try to get you to like Kate Bush, she’s not for everybody, but that song you quoted is not a stupid song IMO. The character singing is an elderly woman whose beloved husband has just died at home, on a rainy day. She’s grief-stricken and lost and to not have to think about what just happened she cleans up the mud tracked in by the rescue workers/ those who came to take the body away. She then gathers up unwashed clothes and sits in front of the washing machine, watching the clothes gently tangle together. Her mind wanders and she remembers a time when they went to the ocean and made love in the water. Her eye is caught by her husband waving at her from the window outside but it’s just his shirt waving in the wind from the clothesline. That’s when she loses it, goes crazy with grief and loss.
You may not like it, but it’s a devestatingly sad song that guts me to the core. Maybe it’s because I can’t imagine losing my husband and might go crazy too.
Yeah, you can always tell the true music aficionados by their willingness to dismiss entire genres of music.
U2, I haven’t liked them since their lite-rock “The Joshua Tree” album. And I read recently that fans pay big bucks to go U2 concerts and then get preached at by Bono.
Steely Dan. Whatever type of music that is, I don’t like it.
Rolling Stones. I want to like them, but they are mostly meh.
The post just below reminds me that I should have added Steely Dan to my list.
I quite liked their debut album, Can’t Buy a Thrill. I even wrote a glowing review of it in the school newspaper my senior year of college.
But the stuff from what most regard as their classic period (Aja, etc.) leaves me absolutely cold…literally. Pristine, sterile music with that ultra-cool jazz sheen to it. Ever so hip. Everything that rock ‘n’ roll was supposed to save us from.
I will never understand the appeal of music that is so…aloof.
I can’t stand freakin’ Michael McDonald. He sings like a drunken mental defective. He ruined the Doobie Brothers.
Bob Seger’s just as bad, but I guess he never ruined any good bands but his own. The guy brags and complains more than any rapper and expects people to buy his crap- I mean, have you heard “Turn the Page”? It’s braggy, whiny drivel of the first magnitude. Don’t get me started on “Like a Rock”!!!
Pleased to see all the dislike of The Beatles. I, too, understand the historical significance. Just don’t want to listen to them.
However I’m honestly shocked at the hate towards bands like Fleetwwod Mac, The Eagles, Kansas, Journey, and most especially Heart, Queen and Boston.
I guess 'cause I grew up (musically) in the mid to late 70s-early 80s. Heart was my first concert and will always remain one of my favorite bands ever. You just can’t listen to Ann’s voice and tell me there is no talent there. IMHO, you can’t listen to Boston’s first album and not sing every word and play a mean air guitar.
Call me a classic rock lover!!
You’re probably right. I came at the grunge scene a tad earlier via being a guy who listened to a weird combination of harder metal (Metallica, Anthrax, Megadeth, etc…) and more funk-ish type stuff like pre-fame Red Hot Chili Peppers, Jane’s Addiction, Fishbone, etc…
So I suspect I had more interest in the non-Nirvana bands, because they seemed too poppy for me at the time.
Oh… another couple of bands I can’t stand are Oasis and Smashing Pumpkins. Both bands seem… whiny and self-absorbed for some reason. That, and I just want to hit circa 1999 Billy Corgan square in the face for some reason.