Led Zeppelin Led Steps in the Right Direction
An explanation of my emotional experience with music
School of Rock is the single greatest movie of all time
It encapsulates a concept that is too scarcely spoken of
Oh, and yes, this poem will rhyme
It presents us with a story of love, but not just any love
This 2003 box office hit taught us how to love Rock n roll
And how to stick it to the man
But a second hand experience is not quite full.
So stick around “with rock in your heart and a guitar in your hand”
In 2nd grade I moved schools
I remember sitting down in the lunchroom on the first day amongst a flood of Green Day shirts
And thinking… cool?
What day was green?
and why was everyone so obsessed with it?
Later I found out Green Day was a who; I mean not THE Who but a who.
When I was a kid instead of life lessons I got music lessons
Never how to play music
But how to listen to music
And what music to listen to
Windows down in the car, radio at full blast
Warm day outside, big boom box in an open garage
No shirt, no shoes, Neil Pert, deep blues
The godfather of punk or soul or something wise; the king of pop, or rock or some smooth Ol' blue eyes; and, of course, just The Boss.
Whether young or old, air guitar was never any time lost.
But wait, right here. This is where the divide came
My dad moved out; the person who taught my brothers and I everything there was to know about anything about music.
Having seen it coming for years, my brothers and I weren’t surprised
But that doesn’t mean at all that it didn’t change our lives
Good music was my families life blood.
So, It's amazing that after 6 years of no longer being a full family
We all still jam to Brown Sugar "like a young girl should"
But what the ruins left was a collection and love for vinyl
And a mindset that final wasn't always final
I'll still Fly Like an Eagle and run like Wild Horses
Because I guess The Kids Are Alright
And I'll always know what music does: what its force is