Hey Mama, Remind Me ’bout the Good ol’ Days

03 Feb 2011 1 Comment

by aubsadventure in General Life

Country music. You just don’t find that many people who like it. I come from Alberta, I grew up with George Straight, Vince Gill, Garth Brooks, Brooks and Dunn, Shania Twain, Colin Ray and so many more. Country music, holds a special place in my heart, it reminds me of home and I have never felt this dislike that it seems so people have for this genre of music. 

I moved to Vancouver 2 years ago, and have only heard and been to one country bar. It was great, the mood was fun, people were great, live band. Memories of my childhood took over me and I was soo exhilarated!! Then the song came on, the song that always gets everyone doing a super fun line dance, The Cadillac Ranch.  So I get right into it, I’m center and up front ready for the lines to part and everyone get in on this fun dance… I look around to my dismay, I am the only one doing the line dance. WHAT?! Who are you people, who doesn’t know the Cadillac Ranch. Over and over again in my head I am in shock, looking around and seeing if anyone is attempting to join or try it… no. Vancouver, my first disappointment. Ouch!! I am soo displeased that I even pull the bass band member aside and tell him my shock.

From then on, I look around and see if these people actually know how to do any country dances, two-step, six-step shuffle, even a country cha-cha came on… no, not a single couple came out and showed me something amazing on the dance floor, nor was there a single guy that took me and just started in on a good country dance. So I take my friend, and I teach him the two-step. It was fun and I was glad I could share a part of my history with him. After though, I sent messages to my mom with my funny, disgruntled attitude towards the whole night.

Nonetheless, I had a fantastic time and it just rejuvenated my whole system for the prairie air and forever long Alberta skies. It is definitely something to have those moments of bliss that remind you of what you loved when you grew up. For me, the smell of horses, hay, grass so high over our heads that we would make secret trails and forts, going on an adventure in the rain in search for a bug and cross a boundary where magic begun, the thunder storms, the northern lights at midnight, the millions of stars, walking forever and of course country music, the main item that reminds me of what I loved about Alberta.