haha, that voice.
Me neither, but even when put in layman's terms, it's what I call "silly science." Basically Physicists ran out of real ideas to whip up new numbers for and earn a paycheck, so they make up nonsense with no basis in reality other than sheer boredom and too much time, caffeine, and quite possibly extra doses of certain pharmaceutical substances taken without consulting a physician first. String theory, multi universes, additional dimensions, and the next 'smallest particle ever' that they will finally create if they keep pressing the button on the super collider enough times.
If the 80s had a poster child for everything that went wrong with it, it would probably be Phil Collins.
Disco utilized a pool of the same top notch session players, much like Motown did. Sure, that and producers and all that lent a certain artiface to it, but skill is skill, and having the decency to at least die while it was still in its heyday, what we have to look back at was part of the atmosphere, and nowhere near as bad as the pablum we have today.
Imagine if Hendrix and Joplin DIDN'T die? They too would have put out the mandatory Disco tune or two and we'd be lamenting today about why they now suck. Then again, maybe not, as Neil Young can attest to, but still. Would have been a joy to see how long the babes would still swoon as Morrison's face turned into a challenger to the moon for circumference and his poetry blossomed into the depths of fleeting illusions....
There's new stuff in the underground. But the place to go is always back, back into that old timey acoustic stuff, when the real McCoy was happening.