If you were to ask me what kind of music I listen to, I’d give you the standard “I listen to everything.” Then you would proceed to roll your eyes and sigh because that response is probably the biggest cliché around.
So no, to be perfectly honest, I don’t listen to everything around – I have to draw the line somewhere, and that line usually falls between country music and yodeling accompanied by smooth jazz.
While I’ve never had the experience of an hour and a half of the latter, I recently experienced an hour and a half of the former. My high school won State Farm’s “Celebrate My Drive” competition, and the prize was originally to be a free concert by the one and only Kelly Clarkson. Unfortunately, she was unable to attend. In her place, a country/southern rock band I’m sure you’re all familiar with was gracious enough to step up to the plate. I’m referring to The Band Perry.
Before this performance, I was only familiar with one of their songs. Actually, I still don’t, but more about that later. As I said, I am, at least for the most part, not a country music fan in the slightest. Aside from a deep-seated love for Johnny Cash and Elvis Presley, I’ve never been able to get into the music my home state is famous for.
For example, I can only tolerate about 10 seconds of anything by Blake Shelton or Jason Aldeen. At first, I unfairly held The Band Perry in the same regard. While I was grateful for their willingness to perform for us on such short notice (and, honestly, how cool is that?), I wasn’t entirely sure what to expect.
When we made our way to the gym for the performance, I was greeted with the first pleasant surprise of the afternoon. The gymnasium looked just like a big-name concert venue. The atmosphere was reminiscent of any other show I’ve seen with voices buzzing and even a beach ball being tossed through the crowd (which I saw as good sign No. 2).
When the performance itself began, I was floored. The sibling trio and their band knew how to work a crowd, and they had me when they sang their cover of Queen’s “Fat-Bottomed Girls.” There is photographic evidence of myself and my friends dancing from this point on.
One of the last songs played during an encore was one of their most popular, “If I Die Young.”
Overall, the concert was a completely worthwhile experience that I’m glad to say I had. When I say it was unforgettable, I mean it – remember, there’s photographic evidence of my dance moves.
Hannah Barger is a senior at Wilson Central High School and plans to attend Tennessee Tech University to major in journalism in the fall.