God help me I think I’ve finally cracked. Today we started watching the CMA Music Festival and… I… I kinda liked some of the songs. Maybe it’s the fact that I’m starved for music that made me appreciate Country Music tonight… Maybe my soul is finally open enough, finally free enough to recognize that as a valid art… *Snort*… *cough*… nope… I can’t even write that with a strait face…
Ho, it was pop music with a twang, pop music about trucks and cheatin’ lovers, that pulled me in. Is liking pop music (sans twang) more or less of an embarrassment than liking pop music with twang? I dunno, but I also like Vanilla Ice… And that “Snow” dude… Yeah, you heard me, I like ‘em both. Oh the shame.
So now I can officially say that I like all forms of terrible music. I dig pop in all of its hideousness, in all its repetitive, faddist glory. That makes me average… damn… I can’t be a music snob.
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I wasn’t even drinking my tea, but I damn near choked.
Bill.
Likes.
Country.
BWAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA
Wait, if he’s cracked, I shouldn’t laugh. :/
Don’t let him fool yall, He liked country before. It was just certain country he liked. But he hid it from everyone, cept me when you’re under the same roof for that long it’s hard to hide your secret, lol!