I Can’t Listen to It

This might come as a shock to some of you who follow me on my personal blog, but at one time I was big into country music. Yes, I know! I saw Alan Jackson, John Anderson, Garth Brooks (3 times), and dreamed of seeing George Strait.

No, I didn’t dress up all Western, but I dreamed about cowboys and sang along with every song that came on the local country music station. Then one day, on my way to class when I was in college, this song came on the radio. It was the first time I’d ever heard Tim McGraw and the song was “Don’t Take the Girl”.

I sobbed all the way to campus. It was awful! I mentioned on another group blog this week that I’m not into sappy love stories or movies. I’m just not. Crying is not a favorite pastime of mine, so after I had a nervous breakdown because Johnny’s girl died…well, I switched from country music to alternative rock. I don’t cry for heavy metal songs (okay, there’s one song that gets me every single time, but it isn’t necessarily a love song), but if I start listening to “The Dance”, or “Don’t Take the Girl”, or “He Stopped Loving Her Today” I get weepy. Bad Danica!

So I’m going to play the sappiest love song I can’t listen to. Let me know if it’s a good version, okay?

About danicaavet

Danica Avet lives and writes in the wilds of South Louisiana. Unmarried with no children, she's the proud pet of two cats and a dog. With a BA in History, she decided there were enough fry cooks in the world and tried her hand at writing. Danica loves losing herself in the antics of her characters and blushes more often than not at the things they do. She likes to define her work as paranormal romance with a touch of Cajun spice, but most times her characters turn the notch up to "five-alarm fire"!
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14 Responses to I Can’t Listen to It

  1. Good thing you stopped listening I cried on my way to work this morning listening to Martina McBride sing about breast cancer. I always think of those songs as emotional cutting you listen to them just to feel the pain. Good post.

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  2. Sorry- can’t do it. Have no idea what the song is. I’ll listen to polkas on a continous loop before I’ll listen to country- you have destroyed all my illusions of you, my metal head hero!!

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  3. In fact, just yesterday, I asked the first commenter on this blog post what was that s**t she was listening to in her office. It was some dude named Alan Jackson.

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  4. Gave up country music right about the time these guys were becoming famous, I’m mostly an 80’s rocker now and love Ozzy and ACDC, but have a special love for Rob Thomas and Matchbox 20

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  5. jeff7salter says:

    Danica,
    This is a great song/ballad.
    I didn’t cry, but I’ll admit it’s a heart-wrencher.
    I like some of the crossover country music. I think — overall — C&W has better lyrics than any other music these days.

    Okay, now I know I’m on Jillian’s @#$% list. LOL

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  6. Sure, Jeff, Sure they are!

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  7. Micki Gibson says:

    Growing up I HATED country music, but I loved Dolly Parton. Go figure. I was also in elementary school, secretly idolizing my older sister’s taste in music, which meant I listened to a lot of 70’s rock, especially southern rock like Lynyrd Skynyrd. Having lived in Texas for three years, I have a renewed appreciation for country music, but I can’t call myself a fan as I wouldn’t know an Alan Jackson song from a George Strait one even if it two-stepped all over me.

    I have a ton of stuff today, so I’m going to hold off on listening to “Don’t Take the Girl” until I can allow myself a good cry because I’m sentimental like that.

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