"Everyone has their obsession. Consuming thoughts, consuming time. They hold high their prized possession. That defines the meaning of their lives" - Mute Math. Powerful sets of lyrics layered on a delicious melodic tune. This song brings back so many thoughts they are almost palatable. The winter was heavy with days on mountain sides, crisp beers with great people.
To ever define your taste in music into one category or genre seems to me the craziest most unnecessary decision anyone should make. I broke free long ago, wanting to listen to the most obscure, wanting to find odd tracks on strange albums. It's lead me threw old school hip hop, tijuana brass, polka and everything here to there.
Keep digging, if you think you hate it listen to it again. Your Monday ear is quite different from your Friday.