(Oh, I certainly don't dislike them on a Springsteenian level of cheesiness - there are quite a few songs I enjoy, actually. But I think I respect the musicianship more than the music itself, if that makes sense.)
What you got back home, little sister, to play your fuzzy warbles on? I bet you got little save pitiful, portable picnic players. Come with uncle and hear all proper! Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones. You are invited.