Music....It's Simple

When I was a teenager I loved the top 20. I was extra cool and knew every song on the top 20 countdown, including the artist. I wasn't a huge fan of country music. I blame that on the small town I grew up in because the only station we could get was country music and I had this weird thing about myself that no one else could like what I liked. When I started growing up I realized ummmm....it's called "top 20" for a reason...you're town may not know it, but the rest of the world does.

Finally, I started listening to country music. I could relate to it. It lyrics weren't about getting laid or getting effing wasted. Let's just say I had a country phase.

Now I am a 20-something year old and I don't have a favorite genre. I poke my head in and if I like what I hear I am a fan, if not I push next. I love indie music. There is something organic and real about the artists, especially singer/songwriter.

The soundtrack of my life is loaded with songs that have meaning, songs that make me dance, and songs that remind me of something beautiful from my past. The other day I added another song to my soundtrack. This time it was a song that had meaning. It was a song that isolated me from the rest of the world. I felt like this one song knew everything I was going through. It did what I was too afraid to do. It said what I was too afraid to say. I found the song “Out of Reach” sung by Mathew Perryman Jones.

Is “Out of Reach” on your personal soundtrack? If not, what is? Comment below.

Love always,

Krystal Dey

P.S. My album of the week is....Adele "21"