One of my only favourites which I can't get past the Mrs.

I think his voice is a thing of beauty, everyone else thinks I am insane.

excluding those where one track, maybe two, is deemed "bearable", the main causes of division (and derision) are:
Sex Pistols
Damned
Ramones
Motorhead
Pink Floyd
Captain Beefheart
Brian Eno
Derek & Clive

Mrs D's enjoyment of the following is not reciprocated:
Bon Jovi
Spandau Ballet
Abba

...putting on His Bobness works wonders.

Fatboy Major and Fatboy Minor both think Willy DeVille's shit.

I am the only one of the Fatclan who doesn't believe that the X Factor is consistently won by someone who's ABSOLUTELY BRILLIANT!!!

The FPO and Stimpettes just don't get it, to the point where they argue it's not even music.

My other half hates The Fall. In a 'how is this even music?' way.

...Quintessence, the Mahavishnu Orchestra and Jeff Beck result in animated discussions and swift leavings of room.

Jed, with respect to Robyn which Body Talk album is best in your opinion: Pt 1, Pt 2, or Body Talk itself, which seems to have tracks from both the other two but a few that are on neither?

I can understand. Ron Sexsmith I cant believe she doesn't like. Tom Waits is an enigma - I have heard her say how lovely some of his stuff is and then next day say what the bloody hell you listening to? Er, the same stuff you liked yesterday!!
I think they do it to wind us up.

But I think I'll be single pretty soon if I carrying on playing Radiohead records. I know. Don't even.

Miles Davis, John Coltrane, Charles Mingus, Thelonious Monk, Eric Dolphy, Charlie Parker, Henry Threadgill, Joe Harriott, Wayne Shorter, Joe Henderson, Mike Westbrook, Neil Ardley, Ian Carr/Nucleus, McCoy Tyner, Horace Tapscott, Richard Muhal Abrams, Tomasz Stanko, Clifford Brown, Horace Silver, Cannonball Adderley, Charles Lloyd ...
Erm ... can you see a pattern emerging here, Massivers?

...with Oscar Peterson...

Our divides are mostly the opposite of what you'd expect.

I'm the one that has a certain findness for prog, decent reggae, old skool hip-hop and rap and some jazz (though not too much noodling if you don't mind), and I like RT more than Handsome Man does.

However, I can't abide the Manics (see above), I hate Too Rye Aye period Dexy's and I'm utterly unbothered by the Super Furrys - I don't hate them, they just do zilcho for me.

He OTOH can't stand my pash for dance, trance, 70s pop cheese, Carpenters or the very low-fi joys of Adem.

We meet in the middle of indie, 80s electronica such as Propaganda, and new bands like British Sea Power. There's enough we like together not to be a problem, thankfully!

My wife can't stand listening to music, whereas I love it. I'm talking everything. She will dance to it, especially after a few scoops. When she is in, the house is a music free zone. I might get away with head-phones.

... but Peter Hammill can cause ructions & violence. Ms. Stoke has threatened to throw me and the CD out the window when I was giving it loads with Plague of Lighthouse Keepers; and the Stokeling has classed Gog as "the scariest music ever - not in a good way".

Could not stand "13" by Blur when I was growing up. I listened to it a lot. She called it noise. I called it genius. We parted due to musical differences. (or I moved out and went to uni, you decide)

Now a lodger with a family who blast out Queen and Abba and occasionally the Gaga. When putting on my choices (Massive Attack, Bjork, Scott Walker, etc,) its put down as being "suicide music". Really?? If I hear "Dancing Queen" or "We Will Rock You" sung by an out of tune 8 year old at 7 in the morning, I may consider it...

If you listened to any,(from both sides)of that lot then death would be a happy relief imho.Be happy!

when I play my '90s grrrl rawk such as Hole & Babes In Toyland. He's not mad about PJ Harvey, Patti Smith, Throwing Muses or Kate Bush either.

I have, of course, informed him on many occasions that his intolerance of female artists is a major character defect ;)

guaranteed to put a strain on our relationship - Julian Cope. Now whenever I get asked "What's this?" and I detect that certain hint of distaste, my standard reply is Julian Cope whoever it may be.

Ones I love, not Mrs Rosbif:

Christine Collister (I know, hard to believe)
Laura Nyro
The Unthanks
Tinariwen
Til Tuesday (in particular Welcome Home, one of my favourite albums, which Mrs R loathed)
Keith Jarrett

Vice versa

Julian Cope - when we saw him live. Worst gig I've ever been to
James
Gorky's Zygotic Mynci (or however the bleedin' 'ell you spell it)
Paolo Nutini

There is plenty we agree on, happily, particularly Divine Comedy, Bowie, Kate Bush, Decemberists, Ron Sexsmith, etc etc. And of current stuff we both love the Pierces.

The missus likes top 40 pop and R&B. I'd rather stick an ice pick through my head. She thinks my musical tastes - from punk to prog, from Dylan to Devoto - are awful.

We attempted a compromise on classical music, but she likes complicated piano concertos and I like renaissance and baroque.

We moved on to Abba. As my 4-year-old has been bombarded with 'Mammia Mia' since it went to DVD, she is on board and harmony reigns. But there is only so much Abba one can take.

Consequently, when we are together there is a lot of nothing playing on the stereo.

let alone a wife. Are these two facts connected?