Why so many are satisfied to engage with music at only the level of feeling is a vast, impoverishing mystery. — I literally used to have constant arguments about this with a co-worker of mine.
This article is from 2015 but popped up in my Medium feed today. It probably sounds a lot like an old, irrelevant person complaining about The Kids These Days™, but a lot of it resonated with me.
That said, a commenter makes a good point that this piece may be overlooking the very rich fringe of music that exists now, i.e., all of the independent artists on Bandcamp, SoundCloud, YouTube, etc. doing whatever the hell they want.
I.e., I fell like popular music is maybe worse than it has ever been, but hot damn do I have an easy time completely ignoring it.