Some thoughts from a music fan who knows absolutely none of the artists mentioned, nor much about many of the genres they represent: 
Good on ya. 

Not that it's likely to change my listening habits or appreciation. But that's not the point. The point is passion and the fact that it has motivated so many to put pens to paper.  

We [early boomers] had ours, too. Recall the absolute THRILL discovering--on the book rack of at K-Mart, of all places--The Sound of the City by a Brit named Charlie Gillette who revealed his passion in a university thesis which morphed into the milestone rock/pop classic. Still have a copy downstairs in the basement "library"  next to, Always Magic In The Air, The Bomb and Brilliance of the Brill Building Era and--on the subjective side (of the record, so to speak) The Heart of Rock and Soul, The 1001 Greatest Singles Ever Made, by Dave Marsh. 
Canadian books of note: After The Gold Rush and Randy Bachman's Vinyl Tap Stories.
Rock On.