However, one day when I was probably in second grade, I saw an ad on television for a radio station. I can recall a man who called himself Rhubarb* and some kids about my age jumping up and down with fake sacks of money promoting this radio station's weekly giveaway. I was instantly transfixed and also determined to win. [Actually, this whole experience may have been the initial catalyst that drove me to a degree in Advertising, but that's neither here nor there.] That night, I tuned the clock radio in my bedroom to Atlanta's own Y106.7, having no idea what was in store (but secretly hoping to win a sack of money).
*Note: I had no idea what rhubarb was at the time. Terrible Southerner, raised by Yanks.
I can't really say I immediately fell in love with the first thing I heard. It was actually a medley of various people singing along to "Achy Breaky Heart" by Billy Ray Cyrus. Apparently this song was such a huge hit that kids younger than me were singing along to it, but I had never heard it at all before that night. Well, you can bet that I've never forgotten it, nor the DJ named Rhubarb Jones. I was a very faithful country music fan all the way until middle school, and I even got my family to listen to it in the car. My sister probably became an even bigger fan than I was.
I wouldn't exactly call myself a country music fan any more (sis is though!), but I still love hearing many of those songs from my youth. Here, I give you the one that started it all:
And, for the record, I never did win that sack of money.