I was reprimanded for using an analogy for country music: Music is to a 9th grader as country music is to a 4th grader.
I certainly wouldn't like anyone to see me as a snob. I don't know much about "Gone Country” except my uncle wrote it. I grew up in upstate Alabama where I attended the finest schools. I became a member of the fraternity "Kappa Who?!" where I gained most of my social and musical knowledge. I have examined the music industry as an outsider for several years now. I think it's headed in the right direction.
When country music comes up in conversation, I usually twaddle away with a latent smile. I'm a duck, and you're a goose. Tag and run. I'll tell you why everyone in your songwriting semi-circle sucks. Because you all know one thing, and that thing isn't going to be relevant tomorrow.
Anyways, what’s so bad about 4th grade? 9th grade was the last grade I actually completed. I remember a lot of things I learned in 4th grade. My elementary school was on Versailles Drive, and the teachers taught us to pronounce it “Vur-Sales.” They also taught us that Monte Sano Mountain was named by an Injun hoo said, “Monte, say no,” and Robert E. Lee wun a hero war n planted a cottin jen dat freed all the blak fulks.
If I were to rebuke the statement, "Music is to a 9th grader as country music is to a 4th grader," I might say something different. I might say something like, "I like trucks." But it wouldn't be true because I don't like trucks.
I like trucks.