So the PowerWife gets me an iPod for Christmas and I start filling it up with tunes. 2700 songs so far. 8 days worth of music. I let PowerKid, The Youngest listen to it. He hears a Megadeth tune and raises his fist and says "Yeah" and starts headbanging like only a 4 year old could do.
That's my boy.
He hears a heavy Thin Lizzy tune, a Metallica tune, and some other upbeat and heavy tune (Satriani, I think). Same result each time.
Then a Dokken tune comes on ("Breaking the Chains," I think). He listens.
"Ew! Girly music." He immediately takes off the headphones and hands them to the PowerWife.
Indeed.
Thus the death of 80's metal.