Music

I have always been drawn to music
As much or more so than literature.
As my moods have changed
From day to day
From hour to hour
I could always find comfort in song.
In high school I listened to
Led Zeppelin and The Gap Band.
A strange mix, but one
That carried me through anger,
Loss,
And rejuvenation.
In college I discovered
New Wave Music
And looked to The Cure
And Echo and The Bunnymen
For solace.
I was a DJ for while
And learned
About Techno.
It was stimulating,
But hollow.
Somewhere in between
I found Erasure
And Depeche Mode
And they spoke to me.
I grew angrier
As I grew older
And Ministry
Became a favorite.
I also listened to
The Revolting Cocks
And KMFDM
Which I heard stands for
Kill MotherFucking Depeche Mode.
Probably not,
But interesting nonetheless.
After graduation
I mellowed
And returned to the 70s.
I listened to Pink Floyd
And Iron Butterfly.
In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida
Was a favorite
As was Comfortably Numb.
Years later I discovered
Some of the bands
That I listen to even now.
The Innocence Mission
With their beautiful
Melancholic music
And Over The Rhine,
So haunting
Yet approachable.
I had my angry moments
Even then
And Nine Inch Nails
And Filter
Carried me through.
The moments
And days changed
But the music connected them
And helped my life
Have meaning.
Now I listen to so many bands
So very different.
Every tiny thing I feel
Is explained by a song.
I have searched out
These songs
And these bands
And I spend more of my time
With them
Than I do
With anyone else.