Austin Powers Did Make Me Sick

Here's the reason why. A long time ago, on Saturday, May 3rd, 1997 I thought that Austin Powers would be my gateway to change. I started to wear loud clothes that my favourite performers wouldn't touch with a 10 foot pole, except for The Beatles. I started to wear velvet, which was very hot to wear in the summer. I went from wearing my favourite ruffled Kinks inspired blouse, and started wearing an Austin Powers inspired pirate shirt. "I'll listen to The Kinks and The Who". changed to, "I'll listen to the radio to see how many songs they play from The Summer of Love, and I'll listen to Burt Bacharach, as well". Music that I never really cared for, to begin with. I don't even think that I was even looking at my CDs anymore, around my Birthday, that strange year of 1997. By May 3rd, 1998, I haven't listened to The British Invasion for three months, and I became very psychotic and depressed. Body weight and body image had nothing to do with it. I got sick, because I kept myself apart from the things that I loved, in particular, The Kinks. All that matters is that I'm taking the things that went wrong over the past 12 years, and making them right, again.