The opposite (I'm pretty sure) for me.
I first used loud music in clubs, out partying, between training missions. Total sensory overhaul. Purr. Music so loud I could feel it in my bones, flashing lights, pure black, bodies, movement... It was (is still) one of the most relaxing things in the world to me... A break from over active senses.
I still use loud music when I'm upset. To the point of needing to replace my speakers on a fairly regular basis in my car. I lean up against the ones in my door, can feel the vibrations -again- in my bones, and I use the tempo to mess with my heart rate. Can bring me down from a panic attack by first matching my heart rate (usually Punk or 1/16th beat rap if my pulse is really flying), and then I keep stepping it down by genre. So I grab my heartbeat, and then gradually settle it down. Sometimes I also match my emotions, other times I go for the inverse. Depends on whether I need to bleed it out or shift gears.
Music and dance are ways I reconnect, instead of disconnect.
Wether it's dancing on or in front of speakers bigger than I am in a club, pressed full body up on the Marshall amp in my living room, or circled up against the door in my car. Gets me out of my mind, and back in the world.