Who would have thought that during the summer of 2018, I would finally go to my very first country concert? I saw a band I hadn't heard of until the day before, yet every single person I know who likes country music has heard of them. This just goes to show that I'm not cut out for this kind of music.
I normally listen to all kinds of music but country music just doesn't fit my taste; I just never understood the hype around country music.
When my friend, who is obsessed with country music, asked me to go to a concert with her, I just had to go so I could see what the big deal is. Here's my unpopular opinion: I hate country music and the concert proved my point. Even though it wasn't the worst country music I've heard, it wasn't the best either. For someone like me who is better off listening to contemporary and Indie music, I think country music is just better for the people who are interested in that style of music. While it isn't my type of music, I'm surprised that I was bopping my head along with the music.
My friend kept eyeballing me to see if I was actually enjoying the music and it was kind of fun. It probably would have been better if we had pre-gamed a little before the concert but that's okay; it's better to experience concerts sober than under the influence. My only issue with being there was that we were basically up in the backwoods of Michigan at the Armada State Fair and I was the only tan-skinned person there. Everyone else was Caucasian and they all looked at me funny, like "Why is she here? She's Indian." Not going to lie, I actually tried to stay close to my friend the entire night just to make sure nothing happened to me and if it did, she would be there to help protect me.
On top of this last concert, she wants to take me to a Granger Smith concert at another fair which means there's going to be the same kind of people there again, which means I'm going to have to hide in fear AGAIN.
She also introduced me to fried Oreos. It's been a few days since I've been to the fair and my fat ass is still thinking about them; I honestly want to go back just for the Oreos. In the words of my friend, "I just got diabetes by looking at this." I felt awful afterward but I would 10/10 eat more.
