I just can’t seem to hate music…

I’m a regular on AOTY (Album of the Year), and I swear, I just can’t bring myself to hate music. I know it sounds ridiculous to vent about something like this, but it’s honestly starting to get to me. No matter what I listen to—whether it’s something I’m predisposed to dislike or an album where a couple of tracks sound straight-up awful—I always end up finding something redeeming about it. A killer riff, a clever lyric, or even just a vibe that hooks me despite my best efforts to stay critical. It’s like I’m cursed to enjoy everything, and it’s driving me up the wall because I feel like I’m missing out on the catharsis of just trashing something for once.

It’s not even about being a pushover or trying to seem positive—it’s genuinely how I process music. Someone could recommend me the most divisive, messy album, and I’ll sit there thinking, “Okay, I want to hate this,” but then a random bridge or a weird production choice will catch me off guard, and suddenly I’m defending it in my head. I see people online ripping into stuff with such conviction, and I’m jealous of that clarity. Meanwhile, I’m over here like, “Yeah, it’s flawed, but isn’t that synth tone kind of cool?” It’s exhausting to feel like I can’t just let loose and hate something without my brain scrambling to find the silver lining. Am I broken or what?