Just some thoughts:
Sometimes one does not like something so much for what it is but for what it represents or for what might be associate with it.
Recently one of my grand kids was riding with me in one of my old cars. We were going down this old back road and Ernest Tubb was playing on the car cassette player. My grandson had been pretty quite when he looked at me and said, “Pop Pop do you really like that stuff?”
I had to smile. “What do you mean” I replied. “Well he sounds awful, just awful, why do you play that stuff.”
I understood completely what the boy was asking. I can understand why he would not like Ernest Tubb. My wife has even said the same thing to me. “Why do listen him?”In fact I’ve pretty much gotten to where I don’t play him when she rides with me.
Even if I tried to explain the reason why I play and “like” him I’m sure most still would not understand. But you know sometimes one can like something not so much for exactly what it is but for what it is associated with.
As a small boy I rode many Saturday nights to and from this little country town my folks would go. Often going and coming on the car radio, AM only, my dad would have WSM out of Nashville, Tennessee and the Grand Ole Opry. Out of that 1950 Chevy’s radio speaker would come the sounds of Roy Acuff, Cousin Minnie Pearl, Ernest Tubb, Webb Pierce, Carl Smith, Red Foley –The Prince Albert Tobacco show.
Sometimes we go back to something not so much for how much we really liked it but for what we liked that came with it.
Maybe, just maybe someday the boy will have “something that he kinda likes but likes more for what came with it.” Over time most folks do.
I did tell the boy that while it was true Ernest was not Elvis over time he could kinda grow on you. He did have a pretty good come back—He said, “I’d be careful about what one lets grow on them.”
May 19, 2019