I see, but I don’t believe this is strictly a sensory adaptation. What you’re experiencing is an aesthetic adaptation.
It was not the sensory neurons that forced you to decide the site was bad. It did not make you stumble back in a blind stupor and it did not smell so bad it induced a puke.
In my opinion, it was your mindset (experiences, expectations, hopes, tastes, your own ambitions and plenty of other aspects) confronting and assessing what your sensory neurons perceived.
You don’t see it’s bad.
You think it is bad.
If a music sounds terrible the first time you hear it but ends up sounding awesome the twentieth time you listen to it, do you really think you’ve just become deaf to its shoddiness?
No. You have most likely grown to appreciate and even enjoy what you initially thought was shoddiness because your mind was too narrow and unprepared.
In aesthetics, the things that force us to adapt end up enriching us. They won’t kill us you know? It’s not something to beware of. There is no need for a gas panic because you most likely don’t just become oblivious or numb to something that bothered you once. You’re more probably growing to like it. So it’s something positive and something to fancy.
Because even if you invite twenty new people to sit and listen to this fabulous music you’ve just discovered and each of them tells you the music sucks, will you just forget how awesome it sounds now and regress to their state of mind you’ve already left? No. It will keep sounding awesome until you wring it out and it gets boring. But you will never ever go back to being shocked.
So while your green friends think you’re deaf, you know they’re just being daft. And one by one, they’ll join you in liking it, sooner or later.
So while your line of thinking leads me to believe you think the site is just a random ugly sound you may become numb towards, which is something to beware, as it may hurt you, I say the site is music you wre not prepared for and you’re slowly growing to like.
I respect your approach as a means of not getting blown up. Aesthetically, you play it too SAFE.