I'd say the vice versa applied in my house but I have my mother's ignorance and my sister's poor taste in music partially to thank for my absolute love of The Beatles. When I was about 11 or 12 and not into music at all yet, my sister was listening to a lot of Tiger Beat type teen idols, and my mother bought her a few cassettes for Chanukah, among them the Blue Album (the 1967-1970 greatest hits compilation). She hated it. I took it and fell in love.

PS: I do like the Stones.