I remember when I was young that I would train myself to like different things to excape boredom. My father liked country music and us kids did not fancy it all. I remember we were on a long road trip with my father at the helm and he insisted we listen to country music all the way Oh no!
All the other radio stations cut out and country was all that was left. (This was long before the days of dvds and video in cars)
Anyway, I decided to try to get into the music. I just started singing the songs and my father, he laughed, it made him happy. We had such a good time.
Many years later I moved to NY, and I whenever I turned on the radio and heard a country song it made me think of home. Its funny the sentiments you can put in a country song that you cant put in other songs. I think thats what makes it OK. Im not really a country music fan but if it helps me bond with dear old dad then I can learn to like it