Proteus said:
...(except the worst-"band"-I-ever-heard Koffin Kats)...
Man, when those pictures of you wearing your "I (heart) Koffin Kats" T-shirt show up on the 'net, you'll rue this day!
Long ago, (about the same time that I learned people will say "I love you" when they don't mean it and that 'people can hide things up their sleeve even when naked'[1]), I decided that as a musician it made no sense to say: "I'm a this, I don't listen to that" or "I'm a that, I don't listen to this". There's something to be learned from any type of music, even if it's something you wouldn't normally listen to for pleasure.[2]
For three decades now, I've caught occasional flack at Rockabilly shows because I don't dress or act the part. I've never really understood that, because, unless I'm missing something, the music isn't in your clothes. I think it's just important for a lot of folks, (and-no-I-am-not-talking-about-anyone-here), to be able to categorize and pigeon-hole things and people, and why should music be exempt?
I gave up letting other people define music for me a long time ago. It either Rocks or it Don't. It either moves you or it don't. You either like it or you don't. It really is that simple.
The real crime to me is that outside of the various permutations of Brian Setzer, I can't name one "Rockabilly" act that has gotten anything like national airplay in the US - and him just barely at that.
[1] Marshall Crenshaw, "Tell Me All About It". (I wish I could take credit for that line.)
[2] Except, apparently, the Koffin Kats. I can't say for sure, I didn't make it through the first fifteen seconds of the sound sample I heard.