Country Music

I've never been much of a fan of country music. The knee-slapping banjo-playing rhythm never really appealed to my musical taste. However, I've come to not only listen to country, but actually fairly enjoy it.

More modern country (Faith Hill, Tim McGraw, Toby Kieth, etc) plays 24/7 out here on just about every radio station. The old-school country (Charlie Daniels band) isn't heard quite as often. So with the music playing on every other station, it's hard to not settle on one and listen for a while. I've become quite the fan of Kenny Chesney and the Rascal Flats.

Country music tells a story from the heart. It's honest (and funny! - Joe Nichols - Tequila makes her clothes fall off). Hokey, I know. But sit down and listen for a while. You may find you like it better than Kelly Clarkson's issues with crossing a sidewalk, or not having a girlfriend as hot as the Pussycat Dolls.

This Sunday, Justin and I are going to an outdoor Charlie Daniels Band concert. I've tried to become more familiar with what I'm going to hear by googling and limewiring. I have to admit, the music is a little bit too hack-jawed yokel for me. But, I'm keeping an open mind about it. If anything, an outdoor concert with a few rednecks on a Sunday afternoon is a pretty good day.

So this Sunday, cowgirl hat and boots in tow, I'll be heading to my first redneck country concert. Tell you all about it.