when i was little i used to stay with my grandma (dad's mom) a lot. she had a little boombox that she kept on 104 WTQR, the country music station at that time in greensboro, so when she wasn't listening to elvis, we listened to country. i used to hate it, except when they played old time country, which was her favorite, too: johnny cash, bob wills, patsy cline. then when i grew up i realized that as much as i tried to run from it, country music was in my blood so to speak, even pop-country. even still, i rarely listen to it. that's one reason i loved two-stepping at hoe-downs: the music, the gliding around the dance floor, the losing weight and toning my legs, the boots and cowboy hats. i think my favorite song for two-stepping is shania twain "i'm jealous" [sigh]. whenever it would come on, i would grab whomever i was with and drag them onto the floor.
my mom came to visit for her birthday last year and we went to see ralph stanley (talk about old-time country...) and the sacred harp singers (see below) and then went two-stepping. i will never forget watching her glide around the dance floor with my flamboyant dance instructor. she told me about two-stepping with her father, who is from texas. i could not remember ever seeing my mom that happy. we have a karaoke machine and i remember my mom singing "man, i feel like a woman" in her nightgown last time i went home, laughing and dancing and snapping her fingers.
yesterday i found this rascal flatts song, which is a huge hit for them (i always think it's funny, since i never listen to the radio, that there are such wildly popular songs out there that i don't know at all) and the video made me cry. since i've been feeling depressed lately, i thought it reflected my mood better than the k-fed/britney entry from the other day, although i'm going to leave that posted since they make me laugh. but, there is something to say for a good cry every once in a while, i guess.
charity :)
"what hurts the most" by rascal flatts
and since i can't find "i'm jealous..."
"that don't impress me much" by shania twain
sacred harp singing AKA shape note singing, a southern gospel tradition
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