Interesting fact about me and my wife that you probably don’t know: We only listen to country music when we’re together (in the car, in the kitchen). Well, that is, when we’re not being bossed by RR to put on some Music Together tunes. But whatever.
We have some music-interest similarities (Coldplay, Mumford, Macklemore), but then we divide into guitar-driven emo rock (me: Jimmy Eat World, Snow Patrol, Mae) and clever-pop or the obscure (No Doubt? The Eels? Weezer?). We overlap somewhere in between Keith Urban and Taylor Swift. I know. You can still respect us, I promise.
Anyhow, that Carrie Underwood (for all of her sing-wailing) has a new song out called “See You Again.” And it’s cheesy. Whatever. But the song reminds me, happily… not sadly, of my mom. It makes me feel like she’s in my heart, beating. With so much loss… going around, this song, for me, rings of healing tones and words. Even if you hate country music, listen (after you get past the initial ad crap).
I love that music has power like that. Even if it’s cheesy.