Don't feel alone! Back when I was working in Houston I bought every disco CD I could find. I'd play them as I drove to and from work. I think they kept me sane. I also would use disco to antagonize the jerks who pulled up next to me blaring their rap-crap. Dueling generational music! I usually won.
I saw the Stones in concert in Houston. I was part of the Who Cares brigade.
I used to blast Jimmy Buffet out my front windows to drown out the rap-crap played by the drug dealers across the street from me.
The cops thought it was a hoot!!!!
I blast the Rap Crappers with George Strait!