Got into popular music late in life (12 or 13). Started on 70s and 80s pop and rock. Then, with the help of my first mother in law (Darlene Senecal, may she RIP), traversed back in time and discovered Frank Sinatra and some of the other singers of "The Great American Songbook." Went crazy for Sinatra and place him at the top of the heap. (Sorry Elvis, McCartney, and Jacko.) In the late 80s, I fell into country, thanks to the neo-classicists of that time, most notably Randy Travis, and iconoclast Dwight Yoakam. Travis and Yoakam rule. My tastes cover everything but hip-hop and rap, which mostly suck. Generally, I beleive all genres contain good and bad, excellence and excrement. My collection includes AC/DC and ABBA, Prince and the Kingston Trio, the Who and the Hollies, the Beatles and the Stones, Sinatra and Buble, Mozart and Gershwin, Patty Loveless and Sara Evans, Springsteen and the Beach Boys, Chuck Berry and stage-musical soundtracks, Rhonda Vincent and Van Halen. You name it (except, as stated hip-hop and rap), I got it.