I actually liked some disco in the mid-Seventies, and only started to HATE it when it became omnipresent, when you just couldn’t get away from it, when even “rock” stations were playing the damn Bee Gees constantly.
That’s just silly. I don’t associate modern country music with lower class or poverty at all. Each time I see a video or something, it’s all perfectly beautiful people in a bar or at a bonfire or playing with expensive toys: boats, shiny new giant trucks, ATVs, etc. Or sitting at a kitchen table in an immaculately clean (yet homey) kitchen with sunlight streaming through the white curtains and over the potted violets and crockery.
Now older country might paint a picture of rusted mobile homes, hound dogs on faded, paint-peeled porches or weather cracked faces with missing teeth or trucks held together by baling wire. New stuff? I should be so lucky as to live that “lower class white” lifestyle.
What originally turned me off of country music (and I’m talking 30 years ago) was the twang. What has kept me away is the attitudes displayed, the patriotism and bible waving, the sappiness. But mostly the twang.
Look, I’m a southerner. I speak with a bit of an accent. But I don’t like music that sounds like that.
There’s pop-crossover stuff that isn’t too bad. I mean, sure there’s meaningless drivel, but it’s meaningless drivel that doesn’t hurt my ears.