One. Their art isn’t that good.
Two. Hero worship is sad.
Three. They are lousy evil creeps.
Murderers and liars.
All the above can be separated from hearing a catchy tune or overproduced piece of melodramatic music.
Popular music is like a candy bar. Sure, it’s of little nutritional value, but it can give a momentary burst of pleasure. Kept in that perspective, it’s an entertaining diversion. But if all you eat is candy, of course you will overvalue it.
Oh, my.