Jesus Christ. I met my ex-girlfriend through mutual music tastes. We both followed bands that are well under the national radar.
I couldn't take her to bars because she would load up the jukebox with hours worth of the music we listened to.
I'm the first to admit that it's an acquired taste, not necessarily something you want to blast throughout a bar full of drunks who don't know it and more likely than not won't like it.
This happened over and over. Got thrown out of a couple places because she would get in fights over it.
Also in Texas because twenty years ago, my beloved wife HAD to have a house and there was no way in hell that was happening in California.
Today the wife is gone, the house is gone, the dogs are dead, and the daughter is grown and living in a far away civilized state that respects her right to exist.
And I'm still here. I pretty much don't leave the house anymore except to go to work and get groceries. So very, very tired of everything here, but no viable way out in the foreseeable future.