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Indierockcafe.com- a streamline of sweet music

(I put the music at the top so you can listen while reading, if that's your thing, instead of discovering it at the end and having to sit here and listen to the whole song with no music video or anything.  Sorry, I tried to find a version with one but I don't think a  music video for this song exists.  Sometimes it's easier to appreciate the musical side of a song without a music video anyway though so I hope that's the case here.)

First off, let me start out with saying that I am not paid or singing the praises of this website for any reason other than my own appreciation toward it.  Ok. Now that that's out of the way, let me introduce you to something that has changed my life.  By the way, I think that phrase is sometimes under-used.  So many little things end up changing our lives as much as (sometimes more than) the big and obvious life-changing things that are commonly the only things referred to as "life-changing". 

Anyways, a website that has recently proven itself life-changing and worth the visit to me is indierockcafe.com.  As of not long ago, I have discovered that I am a fan of the style of Indie music (although to say that Indie music is a certain style seems somewhat contradictory as it is essentially meant to be The Genre of Uniqueness, hence consisting of a large amount of the completely unique styles out there.  I'm confusing I know but if you track with me, way to go.).  With the happening of a considerably emotionally tolling situation, (and no, it isn't my graduation as you may think because of my last post) one way that I am reminded of the stability and comfort of Jesus is through music.  And not necessarily always worship music.  I would actually say the majority of the time it's not specifically "worship music" in which I find the most comfort.  In this instance, for example, it was Indy music that seemed to be just the thing I needed to hear.

It all started a while ago-the music I mean- before the situation in my life occurred.  I was wandering around indierockcafe.com when I decided to just download some of the songs I saw on the site- regardless of whether I knew I liked them yet or not.  (Let me clarify that all the songs that are downloadable on the site are donated by the artists themselves FOR people to download--so all the music I get from indierockcafe.com is legally obtained.  Just thought I should explain that and inform you of the good free music resource.)  I made a separate playlist for the songs (so that I could easily find and listen to just the new additions) and then put the songs on my iPod.  I can't really say what drew me to listen to that playlist even in emotional distress but I did and the songs on it turned out to be the perfect soundtrack.  One in particular seemed to explain my feelings, thoughts, mood and response to the situation.  I don't know that it was the words (it wasn't at first, but as I learned them better, I found I that I really appreciated them too) but the musicality of the song seemed to fit my feelings perfectly and I grew very fond of it.

You know how our brains associate things with each other?  Like smells to events, foods to places or music to emotions?  Well that's a little bit of what happened to me with this song and the way I was feeling.  At the same time though, because I appreciated the musicality of the song on a separate note (pun intended =) the song means more to me than just a soundtrack to that particular week of my life. It is a work of art that I enjoy as well.  Now that I'm not upset (as much) by what happened to me personally, I can still listen to that song and enjoy it.  Sure, when I listen to it I am reminded that what happened did really happen, but it doesn't necessarily bring back the emotions from it.  I think that right there is a sign of a good song.

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