Okay, so I've admitted I have an odd tendency to like country music. My fifteen year old self, who sullenly clamped her hands over her headphones in the car while my parents blasted it from the front seat would be horrified. I've never been a big music person. Among the classics, I tend to like very unhip things like the Eagles and Fleetwood Mac. My general musical tastes sort of stalled out in the nineties--girl bands and grunge. Folk-rockish and "alternative-lite" as we used to snidely call it. Edgy, but not really all that edgy. And even now I tend to like stuff that is not too unlike the stuff I liked back then.. I don't even really follow music except what strikes my fancy every now and again.
And the country stuff, we're not only talking classic, rather trendy stuff like Johnny Cash and Patsy Cline, but stuff like...well..in this case...the Dixie Chicks. When I'm working on other stuff on the laptop at home, I like to intermittedly watch videos on YouTube, and yesterday, after I'd played another one of their videos I clicked on one I'd never seen before. Seriously, no joke I watched it and just lost it and was sobbing by the end. Three times. Now I am never one for emotional manipulation, but somehow this just tore me up. And of course, I watched it again (my mom says I used to make her play a song on a record about a little lost, abandoned Christmas tree, and then stand in the living room and cry.) Apparently I still have those tendedncies.
Actually, it's cinematically a rather cool video, atmosphere and scene-wise. It's apparently a few years old. I was a child pretty much deprived of MTV, so I'm oddly drawn to music videos, particularly those with a narrative (true to the song or otherwise.)
Of course, I probably less embarassed to admit I cried through that than I am to admit I had this on perpetual replay a few weeks ago at the height of my relationship drama. I'm not at all a Rod Stewart fan ( know mostly as a scary old guy who marries women way too young for him), but this song kills me...