{"id":6883,"date":"2016-02-02T07:00:21","date_gmt":"2016-02-02T13:00:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sites.dwrl.utexas.edu\/countrymusic\/?p=6883"},"modified":"2016-02-01T12:51:35","modified_gmt":"2016-02-01T18:51:35","slug":"the-conflicting-interest-blues","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sites.dwrl.utexas.edu\/countrymusic\/2016\/02\/02\/the-conflicting-interest-blues\/","title":{"rendered":"The \u201cConflicting Interest\u201d Blues"},"content":{"rendered":"

I grew up listening to alternative rock music; I received my first iPod when I was eight, fully loaded with my dad\u2019s favorite tunes. While my friends were listening to Britney Spears and the Backstreet Boys, I was listening to Greenday and the Killers. I\u2019m not going to lie, it made me feel like a badass (hence the pretentiousness I held myself with regarding music).<\/p>\n

It is interesting that this is the way my family ended up because my mother\u2019s parents are from rural Mississippi and my dad is from Kilgore<\/a> in east Texas, a.k.a two breeding grounds for country-lovers. Don\u2019t ask me how it came about that both my parents despise country music because I don\u2019t know and I don\u2019t think I ever will. What did they like? It\u2019s very difficult to pin down one genre, but if I had to guess, it would be alternative rock, or what my dad would call \u201cthe antithesis of country music.\u201d Yep, you guessed it; among the rather long list of genres my family hates is country<\/em>.<\/p>\n

\"george<\/a>

Reads: “Unless you’re God or George Strait, take off your boots!”<\/p><\/div>\n

I was introduced to country music in the ninth grade by two of my first high school friends, twins, Mason and Shelby. Their momma and daddy (their words not mine) were born \u2018n\u2019 raised country and it apparently trickled down to them. The first song was hard to swallow\u2026 I\u2019m fairly certain it was George Strait. I wasn\u2019t allowed to say anything negative about the King in front of Mr. and Mrs. Conine, so for four years I sucked it up whenever I was with them and listened to all kinds of country music. And\u2026 I began to like it, much to\u00a0my surprise (\/dismay).<\/p>\n

You know who else was surprised? My parents. Actually, horrified is a better word. They could not<\/em> believe that I had used their money to buy \u201cthat crap.\u201d I distinctly remember my dad singing his best idea of what a country song\u2019s lyrics sound like, something along the lines of \u201cI married my cousin, we honeymooned in mah pickup truck\u2026\u201d It goes without saying that I never mentioned it again.<\/p>\n

Since then, they\u2019ve warmed up a little more to the idea of me listening to country, but every now and again I will play something slightly <\/em>more hardcore and they will lose their crap; it\u2019s become somewhat of a game for me. They\u2019ll never understand how much it has helped me fit into other communities, like the summer camp at which I\u2019ve grown up in East Texas, or my friends who go to A&M and two-step<\/a> every weekend.<\/p>\n

I remember I was working up at a camp in Colorado (based in Texas) a few summers ago, right at the peak of my interest in country music. Apparently, I had a lot to learn. Every Tuesday and Thursday nights, we would throw a barn dance for the families and kids at camp that week. We would two-step the night away, meanwhile I was taking mental notes from the dope playlist of songs to buy on iTunes.<\/p>\n

\"Me<\/a>

Me before my affair with country music<\/p><\/div>\n

By the end of the summer, I had an arsenal of songs that I could whip out in the car back home when someone handed me the aux cord, because maybe, just maybe, with this new repertoire of mine, my friends might actually take a chance on handing me the aux cord (I was previously banned from it due to my tendency to play \u201cdepressing\u201d songs). So, even though I have \u201cbetrayed\u201d my own flesh and blood, I have no regrets. Rock on, country-lovers. And Yee-haw.<\/p>\n

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