When I was a teen my mom refused to listen the radio in the car. She said it was too distracting, but really, it’s because it wasn’t 50’s music. Her stuff.
My iPod has the same stuff my teens have on theirs (plus some of my stuff, of course). When “we” get a new CD, I get to upload it first. I go get lyrics and read them over carefully. I think of their music as one of their peers. They listen to that stuff over and over again (remember doing that as a kid?) I want to know what messages they are hearing. One thing to understand as a parent is that peers can come in and screw up all the work you’ve done raising your kids. All of it.
I don’t buy censored versions or refuse to let them hear things, but if it’s a negative message, we talk about it. Most of the music they listen to is postive. My Chemical Romance is one of their favorite bands (mine too) and although Gerard Way has a death fetish, the main idea is “you do drugs, you will die.” This is something I want my kids to hear over and over. It is the truth.
I’m glad they don’t care much for rap. I’d listen if they did. It’s my job. The Britney Spears days were rough, though. And Hillary Duff, I’d rather hear nails on a chalkboard.