I check myself from time to time because I remember as a teenager how I felt about my parents' taste in music.
But I simply cannot STAND the processed bland paste called music being cranked out today. Every female sounds exactly the same and the males, if they aren't droning on unintelligibly in what is presumably a string of rhymes, sound as though they with their music haven't two nanograms of testosterone to share between them.
As far as the accompanying pornographic displays I gotta congratulate the Grammies for doing what I would've never thought possible - rendering nearly naked, gyrating, sweating females utterly and completely uninteresting.