And I'll finish up with this one - even though it's a joyous, overwrought mess of a song and an album - because there's a personal story behind it. I'm not gonna even try to do it justice; just the Cliffs Notes.
We moved into our house about 8 years ago, just as my son was starting kindergarten. The very first day, he met a little blond-haired boy whom we discovered lived 1/4 miles from us, and whose sister was the same age as our daughter. Through the kids (of course) we became good friends with the family - joined each other's fantasy leagues, coached the kids' soccer and baseball teams, hung out together all the time.
Then about four years in, the guy got assaulted in his own garage leaving for work and landed in the hospital. In classic local yokel style, the cops couldn't beg, borrow, or steal a clue about the attacker. But because my buddy's tastes in intoxicants run parallel to
@Man of Constant Sorrow, they decided instead to jam him up on possession with intent because, I don't know, they needed to prove to the local Nextdoor groups or something that they weren't completely useless.
He lost his job, nearly lost the house, and spent years fighting both the charges and, when they were ultimately dropped, to get his job back. My wife and I pitched in wherever we could - it was stressful as hell for them and we were really worried about the impact on their kids.
One October Friday, 3+ years after it all started, his lawyer announced they'd finalized a settlement offer from the employer that basically said, "if you agree not to come back, we'll cut you a check for all the time you missed". We dropped by to celebrate with a bottle of Smugglers' Notch, and he and I went out into the field behind his house and passed the bottle of bourbon back and forth while playing this song on repeat at about 110 decibels. Sometimes, there is a happy ending.
Genre: Free For All
22.09 - My Chemical Romance - "Welcome to the Black Parade" (2006)