Punk, all the way.
I was fortunate in that I was exposed to intresting and non-mainstream music from day-one (the 'rents were into music).
Then in 1977, I heard my first punk tune and it was a revelation. I was given the realisation that there were other people in the universe who had the same feelings and sensibilites as me - I wasn't a freak of nature, I wasn't utterly alone, my tribe was out there somewhere, I just had to be patient and trust that I would meet them someday. It stopped the runaway panic in my heart, and gave me hope. The rest was just detail, waiting to be old enough to get out there and mingle.