She actually told me she was disappointed in me when she saw on Facebook that I had 'liked' a local pop radio station. I laughed at that, & then confessed that I don't even really listen to that station but I do listen to their morning show on the way in. I like funny people, plus, they always would talk about The Bachelor on Tuesdays morning, so there's that...
Ever have those drives into work where you argue with the radio when they say things you don't agree with... but you're too lazy to call in & state your own opinion. That's me every day.
But we got talking about the radio stations we like & some of our love of the 80's great music. Our conversation switched to country music, which I have always been vocal about it not being one of my favorites. I mean, a whole group of people like a song about a red solo cup? My point & case is made & closed...
OK - back to my original thought...
There is a thing though as "old country" & a local radio station plays it. She told me to check it out because it reminded her of music she grew up with.
So I get in my car, find the station & ended up knowing a lot of the songs, surprisingly. I saved the station in my preset & I'll come across it every now & then. Every time I turn it over on that station, I usually end up singing along, & the funniest thing is, I'm singing with a confused look on my face wondering how I even know this song.
"All the gold, in California, is in a bank in the middle of Beverly Hills, in somebody else's name...."
|Holy 70's Batman....|
its an 8-track
I honestly sang this whole song & cracked up that that was even possible...
I always say my head is full of useless information... old country music just made the top of the list.
I realized this is music my dad would have playing the car when I was little & we would be driving around... in our groovy black 70's van that may or may not have had carpet on the walls.
It's funny because I was thinking back of the music I grew up to.
My dad always had country on... he is a cowboy at heart after all so that makes sense.
It's also something that I just thought of... I don't think I've ever heard my dad sing... not one note. Not even in church. I wonder what his singing voice sounds like...
Now, I sing constantly... I try to turn every day into a musical... & I think I get that from my mom. She was singing all the time... & she had music playing too.
Every Saturday, which was cleaning day, the big piece of furniture that was longer then the wall, but was also the radio & record player, it was blaring.
|anyone else have one of these babies?|
Usually coming out of that was The Gaithers, or Evie - the tiny little 4'7" Christian singer... but I remember mostly a lot of Dolly Parton.
Country with attitude & sass?
|Maybe this is where we got the idea of |
the bigger the hair, the closer to Jesus
Its funny how important music plays on you growing up...
& how it sticks in your brain when you don't even realize it.
Now, let me sing some more Gatlin Brother songs for you....
What songs do you remember your parents playing all the time?
Any weird genre you're embarrassed to say you know a lot of songs?
Did your parents sing when you were little?