“A Black Fan of Country Music Finally Tells All”, by Lena Williams in which she confesses her love for country music after being embarrassed of showing it due to criticism, reminds me of how similar my experiences were to her essay. Although I don’t like country music nor was my music taste a hidden secret, I did however find myself in a position that Williams was in- defensive mode. When I discovered rock music one afternoon after watching countless cat videos on YouTube, I thought to myself “where has this song been all my life”. Like pop and hip-hop music, I imagined that liking rock music would only be a phase. Now after seven years I can say with certainty that my love for the music genre isn’t going anywhere. I attended a small middle school where there wasn’t much diversity (let alone diversity in music). I was surrounded by students who would rather watch a rap battle out on the basketball court, attempting to be the next Lil Wayne than talk about a bands recent breakup. …show more content…
It became clear that my music taste made me stick out like a sore thumb. I didn’t mind having a peculiar taste in music, still group discussion in class or outside brought to my attention that many steered away from rock music due to the common misconception that the genre was devil worshipping music. Of course they were just that, misconceptions. It couldn’t be true, not when Front Porch Step is aching over a heartbreak in their song Drown, with lyrics like “Well if I ever cross your mind make sure you write down the times/ so I will know the moments I was eating you