love me in country
about two weeks ago i was not feeling well and told my roommate i couldn't go out with her. i was resolute. i was sick and there were good shows on discovery health channel. but then she gave me her pleading look and i got dressed. and then i fell in love. because the band we were going to see was a bluegrass band. four beautiful boys singing the music that lives in my soul. to be a little corny. because country is the music that i grew up on. the first songs i learned all the words too. the first musician i had a crush on was alan jackson. so to hear these men singing songs that resonated somewhere deep inside me, i fell in love. of course only in the way that you do when you see someone doing what they love and enjoying it kind. the kind that only lasts when they're onstage and singing. and i realized something. i don't wanna be loved in the language of hiphop. or indie, or emo, or really anything else. i wanna be loved in country. i want to be wooed in my own language. and i want someone who knows what that means.
posted by lindsey @ 2:13 AM
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