a bunch of fun lovin’ sweet tea sippin’ Jesus believin’ bible readin’ country music listenin’ boot stompin’ truck ridin’ hard workin’ rebel flag flyin’ home cookin’ garden growin’ farmin’ hey y’all’in southerners

by Lorin Michel Thursday, February 19, 2015 8:50 PM

If memory serves, and it doesn’t always, my friend Connie was a big Garth Brooks fan once upon a time. I say this because I think it was her who introduced me to his music and I became a fan, too. Not a huge fan, but a fan who eventually purchased at least four CDs. I grew to like his type of country music which wasn’t too twangy, or too my-girlfriend-left-me-so-now-I-only-have-my-dog-and-this-beer. Eventually my like of this more modern brand of country music grew to include Faith Hill, though not her husband Tim McGraw, and Trisha Yearwood, now Mrs. Brooks.

Prior to listening to Garth Brooks I always equated country music to a different, redneck mentality. A redneck is defined as a “person who lives in a small town or somewhere out in the country, especially in the southern U.S. who typically has a working-class job, and who is seen by others as being uneducated and having opinions and attitudes that are offensive” to others. That’s from Merriam-Webster. It’s a bit offensive as a description especially since the ‘having opinions and attitudes that are offensive” would apply to someone like me in the eyes of a conservative. I think the true mentality is closer to this: a bunch of fun lovin’ sweet tea sippin’ Jesus believin’ bible readin’ country music listenin’ boot stompin’ truck ridin’ hard workin’ rebel flag flyin’ home cookin’ garden growin’ farmin’ hey y’all’in southerners.

I found that on yahoo.

Regardless, when someone says redneck, they think of the guys in Deliverance.

Post Garth Brooks, I’ve come to equate country music with Nashville, both the city for obvious reasons, and the television show which Kevin and I love. I realize that we’re about the only four people on the planet who enjoy watching the escapades of Rayna and the girls, of Deacon and irritating Scarlette, of gay-pretending-to-be-cowboy-straight Will, trashy Juliette and her absolutely wonderful producer husband Avery, underbiting Gunnar, and the rest of the characters. It’s a soap opera, which makes sense since country music – at its most heartfelt – is about the story, about broken hearts and crushed dreams. And the songs on this show are one of the reasons we just love it.

We admit it. We’ve become closet country music fans. The show does all of the music live, much like          did years ago (when we also became bigger fans of New Orleans jazz) and the actors do their own singing. Some are actually pretty good; others, like Connie Briton, are merely sufficient. But the soapy, sappiness of the show brings us back every week.

There is some of that homespun redneck mentality present, but very little. There are, naturally, no people of color. The one person they had, Scarlette’s friend Zoey who became Scarlette’s ex-friend Zoey when she hooked up with Scarlette’s ex-boyfriend Gunnar, was on for a while and then she left.

We’re hooked on all of its country twang soapiness because of the music. Nashville the city is known as the home of country music. The big four recording labels – Sony, Universal, EMI and Warner – are there, along with a number of smaller labels, in the area known as music row. Nashville is actually the second largest recording center in the country, behind New York. Gibson guitars is headquartered there. I’ve never been to Tennessee, and have never had much desire. I get to see it every week, when I visit Nashville. It might be the best way to spend time with a bunch of fun lovin’ sweet tea sippin’ Jesus believin’ bible readin’ country music listenin’ boot stompin’ truck ridin’ hard workin’ rebel flag flyin’ home cookin’ garden growin’ farmin’ hey y’all’in southerners, singin’ it out loud and proud.

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