From I've Seen And Observed

I was just talking about the fact that my niece is going through the beginning of potty training and some uneasy feelings I had about it.

This has got me writing about somebody who's 30 times her age, whom I look up to very much. From what I've seen and observed, Mick Avory has the same type of "problem" that I do. I've seen many pictures taking of The Kinks and himself from the 60s until now and it was very clear that he was wearing quite a bit more than ordinary underwear. He even made light of it, the night that The Kinks were inducted into The Rock n Roll Hall Of Fame. Watch very carefully around the 5:o4 mark in the video. It's a bit of a morality booster for me.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o97SEYHdKnM&feature=related

The Lies Behind The Stages

I've been through many stages in my life just lying to myself. Since a stage is putting on an act, I'd like to mention those stages that I've been through.

There was the Beatles Stage. The time that I was saying to everybody that I liked The Beatles. My speaking was very far from the truth. I talked about them all the time and bought their music. There was a group that I liked, better than The Beatles. Nobody knew, because that truth never got to see the light of day. I got scolded by my dad for talking about The Beatles and my mum told me that I have a one track mind. I don't think that it's right to be scolded and ridiculed for hiding who you really are.

Another stage was the Hippie Stage. I grew my hair longer and wore strange looking clothes. I wore flowered blouses, tie-dyed T-shirts, beads, headbands and sandals. I'm sure that my parents were shaking their heads at me, because I was going through another stage. Besides, how could the original version of 'You Really Got Me', be the favourite song of a hippie? A rule of thumb is that hippies like songs about protest, peace and flowers. My favourite song wasn't about any of those three things. It was about a Mod who wanted to marry another Mod of the opposite sex.

I didn't go through any stages from late 1994 to 1997. This was one of the better times of my life. I was listening to The Kinks foremost and the other British Invasion bands. I was telling my parents and coworkers things as they are, because I wasn't putting on an act. I wasn't wearing disguises or telling any lies. I was just being Shelby Munro at her best.

I took a turn for the worse in the Summer of 1998. My mum pointed out how I came pretty close to Mick Avory and than I started buying all this quasi futuristic stuff like the stuff that my mum threw away, as a way of emotionally abusing me. I got the horn rimmed glasses two years later. I wasn't going to be mistaken as someone who had the intelligence of a drummer. I guess I was aware of my true appearance, to get those glasses for that reason. I was also sick of being treated like I was Intellectually Disabled. I thought that horn rimmed glasses would make me seem intelligent and make everybody want to back off! That was my Austin Powers Stage. I was putting on an act and wasting my time.

Another stage was my 70s Punk Rock Stage. I was called a victim and told that I needed to take classes that would make me look less like a victim. I became angry at society and turned against The Kinks and the finer things in life. I was depressed. All this happened, after the incident with that guy in the wheelchair and that break up on the Internet. I didn't want guys looking at me and I also didn't want anything that had to do with the ways of society. I played the part of the tough Punker and spiked my hair with green hair putty and hairspray. That was the stage to end all stages.

I am not going through a stage right now. I don't see any reason that I would want to lie to myself, any more. Stages do not make me happy. The Kinks make me happy, and Mick Avory will be my role model until the day that I die. I hope I live a long life.