Yeah, I feel the same.
All Urban seems to be to me is an excuse to chant in a mock-west indies accent about hoes/cap in yo ass/biatches/lowriders/booty. And most of the so called "artists" seem to orginate in somewhere like Middlesex where there is obviously a huge gang problem in the streets and blinged up Caddy Escalades are ten a penny.
As for R&B, don't get me started... Simply take four late teen girls/blokes, give them "attitude" and clean up the singing in a recording studio to make them sound vaguely in key. Who cares if they have any talent, as long as they can sneer/pout at a camera on command.
Personally, I miss the days of rave and house music, which I believe was recieved by anyone over the age of 21 with derision and ridicule during the late 1980s. Perhaps I should dust off my old Paisley "raver" top, baggy Pepe jeans, Adidas trainers and the copious amounts of wet-look gel I used to tame my wild barnet.
Acccccciiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeed!