I'm not a big fan of most of the music being produced today. It's not all crap, but there's a very high percentage of mind-numbing, bass-thumping, repetitive beating inaudible screams. This is not a new phenomenon. In college, I was actually given the title of "70s Man." On the swim team, Coach encouraged us to bring in CDs for the deck boombox. It helped pass the time whist doing copious numbers of kick sets. While my lane mates were bringing in Blind Melon, Spice Girls, No Doubt, and Smash Mouth, I was happily jamming Steely Dan, Foreigner, and Yes. Not much has changed since then.
There are a few new releases that don't encourage repulsion. These songs don't generally include the genres of rap and country. I've yet to hear a tune in either one of these arenas that encourages me to want to hear it again. Yup, I'm old.
I've since learned that the topic of most rap music may be at fault. Enter Exhibit A. This song and video may actually bring me over to the dark side. For those of you who are also rap haters, I present to you a reason to fall in love with bee-bopping fun.