Men Behaving Sadly


Pink Think: “I think it took me a while to convince Nashville that what I do is genuine and my heart’s in the right place, and I love country music.” – Keith Urban

Indulge my giddiness, you non-country music fans.

I finally did it. I went ahead and bought tickets to the Dierks Bentley concert coming up this spring, which will also be an overnight getaway for my husband and me. It is extravagant and makes me feel a trifle guilty, but I am happy to be able to cross off something off my to-do someday dream list. Yay!

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I’m not a fan of Gene-Autry type country music, where the singers put on clean shirts and nifty neckerchiefs and play the ol’ gee-tar.

No siree.

I love the nitty gritty rock of songs like Dierks Bentley‘s song Feel the Fire and the sweet-spunk of songs like Keith Urban‘s Sweet Thing. (I never tire of Sweet Thing and my cute husband likes to serenade me with the “My oh my” part.)

Sweat, jeans and messy shirts, bring them on.

I love country/southern rock with swagger; where women are tough and gorgeous, sweet one moment and passionate the next; where men shout out their ex’s name as they drive down the road with tears on their faces.

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Which leads me to this curiosity:

If a woman cries and laments the loss of a lover, people think she is whining and hysterical and needs to get a life. Think Scarlett O’Hara.

When a man cries and laments the loss of a lover, people go Awww and the songs and books (for example Nicholas Sparks, Nicholas Evans and James Patterson) sell like crazy.

Now, why is that?

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Look at these lyrics from Blake Shelton’s She Wouldn’t Be Gone:

Wouldn’t be drivin’ … flyin’ like crazy down the highway, callin’ everyone we know, stoppin’ any place she might be,goin’ anywhere she might go.
Beatin’ on the dash, screamin’ out her name at the windshield,tears soakin’ up my face.
If I’d have loved her this much all along, maybe, maybe, yeah maybe, she wouldn’t be gone.

My thirteen year old daughter, after hearing this song, asked, “Do men really do that?”

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Do men really dwell on feelings or does it just make for good copy?