Trying to appreciate musical noise

I have a 15 year old son, who is a very talented musician. He plays the guitar, and he is quite good. I love listening to him play, especially when he plays Stairway to Heaven. My son is a "music snob." He has very refined taste when it comes to what he believes is artistic talent. While I like music that doesn't hurt my ears, he likes music that in my opinion sounds like noise! As a teen, I was a Madonna, Journey, Michael Jackson, Cyndie Lauper and Huey Lewis and News fan. I did not like Def Leppard, Ozzy Osbourne, David Lee Roth, Pink Floyd, or Poison--their music hurt my ears--it was noise! (I know, I know--don't criticize.) Anyway, today as I was driving to school, I thought about my 15 year old when I was looking for a song on the radio. I decided to try his favorite radio station to see if I could listen to the noise without cringing. I really wanted to hear the music through his ears and appreciate it the way he does. Once I got past the initial heaviness of the music, I started to listen to the lyrics. I was pleasantly surprised at the quality of the words, and I could even relate to the difficulty of writing a song that was so complex. I also listened to the "noise." Once I got past the bass, I focused on the guitar, and I understood why my guitar-playing son thought these musicians were geniuses. When the song was finished, I tried to remember some of the words so that I could "Google" the name and the artist to impress my son with my new found knowledge. Of course, by the time I walked into the building, I forgot it all because although the music was dark, heavy, and poetic, to me, it was forgetful. It just wasn't as memorable as a song like Thriller or Beat It or Like a Virgin, or even Girls' Just Wanna Have Fun! I will tell my son about my effort to appreciate his taste in music, and I will try to be more patient with him when he climbs into the car and changes my radio station. I just wonder if he will return the favor by not rolling his eyes at me when I clean the house while dancing to Hip to be Square! (I know, I know, don't criticize! ) :o)