When my uncle died in 1995, another uncle (one of the aveilim) was telling a group of minachamim how the niftar hated songs that didn't fit the words, and loved songs that did fit. The example he gave of a song the niftar had hated was Al Tis'yaesh, by MBD, a very dramatic Chazal turned into a fast paced rock song. My uncle didn't realize that MBD was sitting 3 feet away from him paying a shiva call to my father. He apologized to MBD, who laughed and said he didn't need to apologize and wanted to hear what he had to say.