On Saturday, November 3, 2007 at 6:01:16 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
> Nightswimming Revisited by Gene Woolfolk, Jr.
> Current mood: nostalgic
> Category: Life
> It was the summer of 1980 in Athens, GA, home of the University of
> Georgia Bulldogs. I was working for Danver's International, a fast
> food restaurant on Atlanta Highway, as an assistant manager. I lived
> with three other guys in a two bedroom apartment at Sussex Club
> Apartments. One of my roommates, Jim "Mal" Mallory, was a graduate
> psychology student and also one of my night time employees at
> Danver's. Jim and I had finished closing the restaurant one night in
> June, along with the help of Susan McChesney, another graduate
> psychology student who was working as a cashier nightly at Danver's.
> We left the restaurant and went to our apartment complex, which was
> about a mile down the road. When we reached the apartment, we decided
> to sit around the pool and drink beer. It was incredibly hot, even
> for June, for after midnight.
> I suggested we go swimming. When Mal said we didn't have anything
> to swim in, Susan and I countered with "Who needs a swim suit!" I
> mean...it was summer in a college town....in other words, the city was
> almost deserted. It was late at night, there were no lights in the
> pool and it was too damn hot to just sit around and drink beer. This
> was the first night with the original Nightswimmers.
> So, it became the thing for us to do. Every night after we closed,
> we'd find a pool at an apartment complex to swim in. Yes, we were
> swimming naked! As the summer progressed, Jim, Susan and I would tell
> our friends about what we were doing. As the summer wore on, we'd
> slowly grow in numbers as we all continued to ask our friends to join
> us for our skinny-dipping parties. As for me, being nude around
> friends and srangers took away alot of inhibitions society had
> caused. It was fun and exhilerating.
> By the middle of July, friends were inviting other friends. There
> were about fifteen of us one night at an apartment across the street
> from Gloria's apartment (sorry Gloria, I just haven't been able to
> remember your last name. Gloria was also a grad student in
> psychology (counseling). This was the night that the guys, who had
> just formed a local band that they called R.E.M., showed up for the
> skinny-dipping party. I remeber people advising me to stay away from
> Michael because he was gay, bi-sexual or something like that. Later
> in life, Michael made a significant statement when asked if he was gay
> or bi-sexual. Michael stated, "I'm just very sexual."
> The numbers continued to grow. And as Michael later put it,
> September's coming soon. It was finally decided that the last skinny-
> dipping party of the summer would be held at River Mill Apartments,
> the largest student community on campus. I had to work that night but
> I did plan to attend after we closed. Besides, that was how we
> started....after work. But, there was no real leadership in the
> nightswimming episodes. And, some moron decided to start the party
> early, like 9PM . Over a hundred people had already shown up at River
> Mill, and now they were all skinny-dipping. Welllllllllll......,
> needless to say the police were called and numerous students were
> hauled off for indecent exposure ( I still haven't figured out why we
> consider the nude human body indecent). When I finally got off work
> that night, it was already over.....nightswiming was just another page
> in the book of history in what would turn out to be a national
> championship season for those Georgia Bulldogss.
> I miss my days in Athens and think of them often. It was several
> years later (almost 10 years later) that Michael and REM released
> Automatic for the People which included the song Nightswimming. A
> song that is written about a photograph on the dashboard of the car
> that was taken years ago. A song that is about the summer of 1980 in
> Athens, GA. With no intentions to violate any copyright laws, the
> following are the lyrics to Nightswimming:
> (Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe)
> Nightswimming deserves a quiet night
> The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago,
> Turned around backwards so the windshield shows
> Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse
> Still, it's so much clearer
> I forgot my shirt at the water's edge
> The moon is low tonight
> Nightswimming deserves a quiet night
> I'm not sure all these people understand
> It's not like years ago,
> The fear of getting caught,
> Of recklessness and water
> They cannot see me naked
> These things, they go away,
> Replaced by everyday
> Nightswimming, remembering that night
> September's coming soon
> I'm pining for the moon
> And what if there were two
> Side by side in orbit
> Around the fairest sun?
> That bright, tight forever drum
> Could not describe nightswimming
> You, I thought I knew you
> You, I cannot judge
> You, I thought you knew me,
> This one laughing quietly underneath my breath
> Nightswimming
> The photograph reflects,
> Every streetlight a reminder
> Nightswimming deserves a quiet night, deserves a quiet night
> -REM
> Currently listening :
> Automatic for the People (CD & DVD Audio)
> By R.E.M.
> This is one of my favourite songs ever. As a matter of fact its on my
> mp3 and I hear it on a daily basis. Thanks for the story! Wow. this
> makes the song even more special...
> Posted by Conny on Saturday, November 03, 2007 at 5:18 PM
> --
> Shadowville Speedway Blues
> In a taxi watching a sporting house
> Beside a Linwood vacant lot
> Silverdollar moon portspotting
> Constellation like a sailor's knot.
> The sky was black, ink and glitter in the night
> Train whine saxophone out beyond the light
> I'm in love with a ghost blue turns to grey
> Put a pyramid on my head to take my pain away.
> Hazel knew the karma, she kept it in a bottle
> Now I'm here on the receiving end
> At least I still know how to take a joke
> And laugh with none of my friends.
> Shadowville, Shadowville Speedway
> Riding slow down a one way street
> Shadowville, Shadowville Speedway
> Don't look back, don't admit defeat.
> Brown Reculse magic drifting around the shed
> Someone has it in for me I must not lose my head
> Moving with the speedo life several with me left behind
> Burned too many bridges defragmented my time.
> Somewhere in time I've seen all this before
> In a magazine or a dream of a distant war
> Manifested destiny a manifesto and a part
> All the actors still agree that ever had a heart.
> The good book and the fortune telling lady
> Black tooth mojo marked index cards
> Bundles over the side of Dillingham Bridge
> Splashing as ripples reflect from the stars.
> Hazel knew the karma she kept it in a bottle
> Now I'm here on the receiving end
> At least I still know how to take a joke
> And laugh with none of my friends.
> Shadowville, Shadowville Speedway
> Riding slow down a one way street
> Shadowville, Shadowville Speedway
> Don't look back, don't admit defeat.
> -Will Dockery (words)/Henry Conley (music)
> Rhino's open mic for music & poetry:
> http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/Image:Rhinos-Open_Mic-02.PNG
> "Wobble" by Dockery & Conley (recorded August 14 2007):
> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UVIF2-qWIUc
> "Toxin on Glass" by Shadowville Installation - song by Gene Woolfolk
> Jr,Timothy Maxwell, Gary Frankfurth, & Will Dockery:
> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-XWUdCRbVnc

Ha... I see Geno know of which I speak...!

On Tuesday, March 21, 2023 at 4:42:08 PM UTC-4, Zod wrote:
> On Saturday, November 3, 2007 at 6:01:16 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
>

> > Nightswimming Revisited by Gene Woolfolk, Jr.
> > Current mood: nostalgic
> > Category: Life
> > It was the summer of 1980 in Athens, GA, home of the University of
> > Georgia Bulldogs. I was working for Danver's International, a fast
> > food restaurant on Atlanta Highway, as an assistant manager. I lived
> > with three other guys in a two bedroom apartment at Sussex Club
> > Apartments. One of my roommates, Jim "Mal" Mallory, was a graduate
> > psychology student and also one of my night time employees at
> > Danver's. Jim and I had finished closing the restaurant one night in
> > June, along with the help of Susan McChesney, another graduate
> > psychology student who was working as a cashier nightly at Danver's.
> > We left the restaurant and went to our apartment complex, which was
> > about a mile down the road. When we reached the apartment, we decided
> > to sit around the pool and drink beer. It was incredibly hot, even
> > for June, for after midnight.
> > I suggested we go swimming. When Mal said we didn't have anything
> > to swim in, Susan and I countered with "Who needs a swim suit!" I
> > mean...it was summer in a college town....in other words, the city was
> > almost deserted. It was late at night, there were no lights in the
> > pool and it was too damn hot to just sit around and drink beer. This
> > was the first night with the original Nightswimmers.
> > So, it became the thing for us to do. Every night after we closed,
> > we'd find a pool at an apartment complex to swim in. Yes, we were
> > swimming naked! As the summer progressed, Jim, Susan and I would tell
> > our friends about what we were doing. As the summer wore on, we'd
> > slowly grow in numbers as we all continued to ask our friends to join
> > us for our skinny-dipping parties. As for me, being nude around
> > friends and srangers took away alot of inhibitions society had
> > caused. It was fun and exhilerating.
> > By the middle of July, friends were inviting other friends. There
> > were about fifteen of us one night at an apartment across the street
> > from Gloria's apartment (sorry Gloria, I just haven't been able to
> > remember your last name. Gloria was also a grad student in
> > psychology (counseling). This was the night that the guys, who had
> > just formed a local band that they called R.E.M., showed up for the
> > skinny-dipping party. I remeber people advising me to stay away from
> > Michael because he was gay, bi-sexual or something like that. Later
> > in life, Michael made a significant statement when asked if he was gay
> > or bi-sexual. Michael stated, "I'm just very sexual."
> > The numbers continued to grow. And as Michael later put it,
> > September's coming soon. It was finally decided that the last skinny-
> > dipping party of the summer would be held at River Mill Apartments,
> > the largest student community on campus. I had to work that night but
> > I did plan to attend after we closed. Besides, that was how we
> > started....after work. But, there was no real leadership in the
> > nightswimming episodes. And, some moron decided to start the party
> > early, like 9PM . Over a hundred people had already shown up at River
> > Mill, and now they were all skinny-dipping. Welllllllllll......,
> > needless to say the police were called and numerous students were
> > hauled off for indecent exposure ( I still haven't figured out why we
> > consider the nude human body indecent). When I finally got off work
> > that night, it was already over.....nightswiming was just another page
> > in the book of history in what would turn out to be a national
> > championship season for those Georgia Bulldogss.
> > I miss my days in Athens and think of them often. It was several
> > years later (almost 10 years later) that Michael and REM released
> > Automatic for the People which included the song Nightswimming. A
> > song that is written about a photograph on the dashboard of the car
> > that was taken years ago. A song that is about the summer of 1980 in
> > Athens, GA. With no intentions to violate any copyright laws, the
> > following are the lyrics to Nightswimming:
> > (Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe)
> > Nightswimming deserves a quiet night
> > The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago,
> > Turned around backwards so the windshield shows
> > Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse
> > Still, it's so much clearer
> > I forgot my shirt at the water's edge
> > The moon is low tonight
> > Nightswimming deserves a quiet night
> > I'm not sure all these people understand
> > It's not like years ago,
> > The fear of getting caught,
> > Of recklessness and water
> > They cannot see me naked
> > These things, they go away,
> > Replaced by everyday
> > Nightswimming, remembering that night
> > September's coming soon
> > I'm pining for the moon
> > And what if there were two
> > Side by side in orbit
> > Around the fairest sun?
> > That bright, tight forever drum
> > Could not describe nightswimming
> > You, I thought I knew you
> > You, I cannot judge
> > You, I thought you knew me,
> > This one laughing quietly underneath my breath
> > Nightswimming
> > The photograph reflects,
> > Every streetlight a reminder
> > Nightswimming deserves a quiet night, deserves a quiet night
> > -REM
> > Currently listening :
> > Automatic for the People (CD & DVD Audio)
> > By R.E.M.
> > This is one of my favourite songs ever. As a matter of fact its on my
> > mp3 and I hear it on a daily basis. Thanks for the story! Wow. this
> > makes the song even more special...
> > Posted by Conny on Saturday, November 03, 2007 at 5:18 PM
> > --
> > Shadowville Speedway Blues
> > In a taxi watching a sporting house
> > Beside a Linwood vacant lot
> > Silverdollar moon portspotting
> > Constellation like a sailor's knot.
> > The sky was black, ink and glitter in the night
> > Train whine saxophone out beyond the light
> > I'm in love with a ghost blue turns to grey
> > Put a pyramid on my head to take my pain away.
> > Hazel knew the karma, she kept it in a bottle
> > Now I'm here on the receiving end
> > At least I still know how to take a joke
> > And laugh with none of my friends.
> > Shadowville, Shadowville Speedway
> > Riding slow down a one way street
> > Shadowville, Shadowville Speedway
> > Don't look back, don't admit defeat.
> > Brown Reculse magic drifting around the shed
> > Someone has it in for me I must not lose my head
> > Moving with the speedo life several with me left behind
> > Burned too many bridges defragmented my time.
> > Somewhere in time I've seen all this before
> > In a magazine or a dream of a distant war
> > Manifested destiny a manifesto and a part
> > All the actors still agree that ever had a heart.
> > The good book and the fortune telling lady
> > Black tooth mojo marked index cards
> > Bundles over the side of Dillingham Bridge
> > Splashing as ripples reflect from the stars.
> > Hazel knew the karma she kept it in a bottle
> > Now I'm here on the receiving end
> > At least I still know how to take a joke
> > And laugh with none of my friends.
> > Shadowville, Shadowville Speedway
> > Riding slow down a one way street
> > Shadowville, Shadowville Speedway
> > Don't look back, don't admit defeat.
> > -Will Dockery (words)/Henry Conley (music)
> > Rhino's open mic for music & poetry:
> > http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/Image:Rhinos-Open_Mic-02.PNG
> > "Wobble" by Dockery & Conley (recorded August 14 2007):
> > http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UVIF2-qWIUc
> > "Toxin on Glass" by Shadowville Installation - song by Gene Woolfolk
> > Jr,Timothy Maxwell, Gary Frankfurth, & Will Dockery:
> > http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-XWUdCRbVnc
> Ha... I see Geno know of which I speak...!

I haven't seen Geno in a while, I need to stop by his house soon.

;)

On Wednesday, March 22, 2023 at 4:36:01 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
> On Tuesday, March 21, 2023 at 4:42:08 PM UTC-4, Zod wrote:
> > On Saturday, November 3, 2007 at 6:01:16 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
> >
>
> > > Nightswimming Revisited by Gene Woolfolk, Jr.
> > > Current mood: nostalgic
> > > Category: Life
> > > It was the summer of 1980 in Athens, GA, home of the University of
> > > Georgia Bulldogs. I was working for Danver's International, a fast
> > > food restaurant on Atlanta Highway, as an assistant manager. I lived
> > > with three other guys in a two bedroom apartment at Sussex Club
> > > Apartments. One of my roommates, Jim "Mal" Mallory, was a graduate
> > > psychology student and also one of my night time employees at
> > > Danver's. Jim and I had finished closing the restaurant one night in
> > > June, along with the help of Susan McChesney, another graduate
> > > psychology student who was working as a cashier nightly at Danver's.
> > > We left the restaurant and went to our apartment complex, which was
> > > about a mile down the road. When we reached the apartment, we decided
> > > to sit around the pool and drink beer. It was incredibly hot, even
> > > for June, for after midnight.
> > > I suggested we go swimming. When Mal said we didn't have anything
> > > to swim in, Susan and I countered with "Who needs a swim suit!" I
> > > mean...it was summer in a college town....in other words, the city was
> > > almost deserted. It was late at night, there were no lights in the
> > > pool and it was too damn hot to just sit around and drink beer. This
> > > was the first night with the original Nightswimmers.
> > > So, it became the thing for us to do. Every night after we closed,
> > > we'd find a pool at an apartment complex to swim in. Yes, we were
> > > swimming naked! As the summer progressed, Jim, Susan and I would tell
> > > our friends about what we were doing. As the summer wore on, we'd
> > > slowly grow in numbers as we all continued to ask our friends to join
> > > us for our skinny-dipping parties. As for me, being nude around
> > > friends and srangers took away alot of inhibitions society had
> > > caused. It was fun and exhilerating.
> > > By the middle of July, friends were inviting other friends. There
> > > were about fifteen of us one night at an apartment across the street
> > > from Gloria's apartment (sorry Gloria, I just haven't been able to
> > > remember your last name. Gloria was also a grad student in
> > > psychology (counseling). This was the night that the guys, who had
> > > just formed a local band that they called R.E.M., showed up for the
> > > skinny-dipping party. I remeber people advising me to stay away from
> > > Michael because he was gay, bi-sexual or something like that. Later
> > > in life, Michael made a significant statement when asked if he was gay
> > > or bi-sexual. Michael stated, "I'm just very sexual."
> > > The numbers continued to grow. And as Michael later put it,
> > > September's coming soon. It was finally decided that the last skinny-
> > > dipping party of the summer would be held at River Mill Apartments,
> > > the largest student community on campus. I had to work that night but
> > > I did plan to attend after we closed. Besides, that was how we
> > > started....after work. But, there was no real leadership in the
> > > nightswimming episodes. And, some moron decided to start the party
> > > early, like 9PM . Over a hundred people had already shown up at River
> > > Mill, and now they were all skinny-dipping. Welllllllllll......,
> > > needless to say the police were called and numerous students were
> > > hauled off for indecent exposure ( I still haven't figured out why we
> > > consider the nude human body indecent). When I finally got off work
> > > that night, it was already over.....nightswiming was just another page
> > > in the book of history in what would turn out to be a national
> > > championship season for those Georgia Bulldogss.
> > > I miss my days in Athens and think of them often. It was several
> > > years later (almost 10 years later) that Michael and REM released
> > > Automatic for the People which included the song Nightswimming. A
> > > song that is written about a photograph on the dashboard of the car
> > > that was taken years ago. A song that is about the summer of 1980 in
> > > Athens, GA. With no intentions to violate any copyright laws, the
> > > following are the lyrics to Nightswimming:
> > > (Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe)
> > > Nightswimming deserves a quiet night
> > > The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago,
> > > Turned around backwards so the windshield shows
> > > Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse
> > > Still, it's so much clearer
> > > I forgot my shirt at the water's edge
> > > The moon is low tonight
> > > Nightswimming deserves a quiet night
> > > I'm not sure all these people understand
> > > It's not like years ago,
> > > The fear of getting caught,
> > > Of recklessness and water
> > > They cannot see me naked
> > > These things, they go away,
> > > Replaced by everyday
> > > Nightswimming, remembering that night
> > > September's coming soon
> > > I'm pining for the moon
> > > And what if there were two
> > > Side by side in orbit
> > > Around the fairest sun?
> > > That bright, tight forever drum
> > > Could not describe nightswimming
> > > You, I thought I knew you
> > > You, I cannot judge
> > > You, I thought you knew me,
> > > This one laughing quietly underneath my breath
> > > Nightswimming
> > > The photograph reflects,
> > > Every streetlight a reminder
> > > Nightswimming deserves a quiet night, deserves a quiet night
> > > -REM
> > > Currently listening :
> > > Automatic for the People (CD & DVD Audio)
> > > By R.E.M.
> > > This is one of my favourite songs ever. As a matter of fact its on my
> > > mp3 and I hear it on a daily basis. Thanks for the story! Wow. this
> > > makes the song even more special...
> > > Posted by Conny on Saturday, November 03, 2007 at 5:18 PM
> > > --
> > > Shadowville Speedway Blues
> > > In a taxi watching a sporting house
> > > Beside a Linwood vacant lot
> > > Silverdollar moon portspotting
> > > Constellation like a sailor's knot.
> > > The sky was black, ink and glitter in the night
> > > Train whine saxophone out beyond the light
> > > I'm in love with a ghost blue turns to grey
> > > Put a pyramid on my head to take my pain away.
> > > Hazel knew the karma, she kept it in a bottle
> > > Now I'm here on the receiving end
> > > At least I still know how to take a joke
> > > And laugh with none of my friends.
> > > Shadowville, Shadowville Speedway
> > > Riding slow down a one way street
> > > Shadowville, Shadowville Speedway
> > > Don't look back, don't admit defeat.
> > > Brown Reculse magic drifting around the shed
> > > Someone has it in for me I must not lose my head
> > > Moving with the speedo life several with me left behind
> > > Burned too many bridges defragmented my time.
> > > Somewhere in time I've seen all this before
> > > In a magazine or a dream of a distant war
> > > Manifested destiny a manifesto and a part
> > > All the actors still agree that ever had a heart.
> > > The good book and the fortune telling lady
> > > Black tooth mojo marked index cards
> > > Bundles over the side of Dillingham Bridge
> > > Splashing as ripples reflect from the stars.
> > > Hazel knew the karma she kept it in a bottle
> > > Now I'm here on the receiving end
> > > At least I still know how to take a joke
> > > And laugh with none of my friends.
> > > Shadowville, Shadowville Speedway
> > > Riding slow down a one way street
> > > Shadowville, Shadowville Speedway
> > > Don't look back, don't admit defeat.
> > > -Will Dockery (words)/Henry Conley (music)
> > > Rhino's open mic for music & poetry:
> > > http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/Image:Rhinos-Open_Mic-02.PNG
> > > "Wobble" by Dockery & Conley (recorded August 14 2007):
> > > http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UVIF2-qWIUc
> > > "Toxin on Glass" by Shadowville Installation - song by Gene Woolfolk
> > > Jr,Timothy Maxwell, Gary Frankfurth, & Will Dockery:
> > > http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-XWUdCRbVnc
> > Ha... I see Geno know of which I speak...!
> I haven't seen Geno in a while, I need to stop by his house soon.
>
> ;)

Zod wrote:

> On Wednesday, March 22, 2023 at 4:36:01 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
>> On Tuesday, March 21, 2023 at 4:42:08 PM UTC-4, Zod wrote:
>> > On Saturday, November 3, 2007 at 6:01:16 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
>> >
>>
>> > > Nightswimming Revisited by Gene Woolfolk, Jr.
>> > > Current mood: nostalgic
>> > > Category: Life
>> > > It was the summer of 1980 in Athens, GA, home of the University of
>> > > Georgia Bulldogs. I was working for Danver's International, a fast
>> > > food restaurant on Atlanta Highway, as an assistant manager. I lived
>> > > with three other guys in a two bedroom apartment at Sussex Club
>> > > Apartments. One of my roommates, Jim "Mal" Mallory, was a graduate
>> > > psychology student and also one of my night time employees at
>> > > Danver's. Jim and I had finished closing the restaurant one night in
>> > > June, along with the help of Susan McChesney, another graduate
>> > > psychology student who was working as a cashier nightly at Danver's.
>> > > We left the restaurant and went to our apartment complex, which was
>> > > about a mile down the road. When we reached the apartment, we decided
>> > > to sit around the pool and drink beer. It was incredibly hot, even
>> > > for June, for after midnight.
>> > > I suggested we go swimming. When Mal said we didn't have anything
>> > > to swim in, Susan and I countered with "Who needs a swim suit!" I
>> > > mean...it was summer in a college town....in other words, the city was
>> > > almost deserted. It was late at night, there were no lights in the
>> > > pool and it was too damn hot to just sit around and drink beer. This
>> > > was the first night with the original Nightswimmers.
>> > > So, it became the thing for us to do. Every night after we closed,
>> > > we'd find a pool at an apartment complex to swim in. Yes, we were
>> > > swimming naked! As the summer progressed, Jim, Susan and I would tell
>> > > our friends about what we were doing. As the summer wore on, we'd
>> > > slowly grow in numbers as we all continued to ask our friends to join
>> > > us for our skinny-dipping parties. As for me, being nude around
>> > > friends and srangers took away alot of inhibitions society had
>> > > caused. It was fun and exhilerating.
>> > > By the middle of July, friends were inviting other friends. There
>> > > were about fifteen of us one night at an apartment across the street
>> > > from Gloria's apartment (sorry Gloria, I just haven't been able to
>> > > remember your last name. Gloria was also a grad student in
>> > > psychology (counseling). This was the night that the guys, who had
>> > > just formed a local band that they called R.E.M., showed up for the
>> > > skinny-dipping party. I remeber people advising me to stay away from
>> > > Michael because he was gay, bi-sexual or something like that. Later
>> > > in life, Michael made a significant statement when asked if he was gay
>> > > or bi-sexual. Michael stated, "I'm just very sexual."
>> > > The numbers continued to grow. And as Michael later put it,
>> > > September's coming soon. It was finally decided that the last skinny-
>> > > dipping party of the summer would be held at River Mill Apartments,
>> > > the largest student community on campus. I had to work that night but
>> > > I did plan to attend after we closed. Besides, that was how we
>> > > started....after work. But, there was no real leadership in the
>> > > nightswimming episodes. And, some moron decided to start the party
>> > > early, like 9PM . Over a hundred people had already shown up at River
>> > > Mill, and now they were all skinny-dipping. Welllllllllll......,
>> > > needless to say the police were called and numerous students were
>> > > hauled off for indecent exposure ( I still haven't figured out why we
>> > > consider the nude human body indecent). When I finally got off work
>> > > that night, it was already over.....nightswiming was just another page
>> > > in the book of history in what would turn out to be a national
>> > > championship season for those Georgia Bulldogss.
>> > > I miss my days in Athens and think of them often. It was several
>> > > years later (almost 10 years later) that Michael and REM released
>> > > Automatic for the People which included the song Nightswimming. A
>> > > song that is written about a photograph on the dashboard of the car
>> > > that was taken years ago. A song that is about the summer of 1980 in
>> > > Athens, GA. With no intentions to violate any copyright laws, the
>> > > following are the lyrics to Nightswimming:
>> > > (Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe)
>> > > Nightswimming deserves a quiet night
>> > > The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago,
>> > > Turned around backwards so the windshield shows
>> > > Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse
>> > > Still, it's so much clearer
>> > > I forgot my shirt at the water's edge
>> > > The moon is low tonight
>> > > Nightswimming deserves a quiet night
>> > > I'm not sure all these people understand
>> > > It's not like years ago,
>> > > The fear of getting caught,
>> > > Of recklessness and water
>> > > They cannot see me naked
>> > > These things, they go away,
>> > > Replaced by everyday
>> > > Nightswimming, remembering that night
>> > > September's coming soon
>> > > I'm pining for the moon
>> > > And what if there were two
>> > > Side by side in orbit
>> > > Around the fairest sun?
>> > > That bright, tight forever drum
>> > > Could not describe nightswimming
>> > > You, I thought I knew you
>> > > You, I cannot judge
>> > > You, I thought you knew me,
>> > > This one laughing quietly underneath my breath
>> > > Nightswimming
>> > > The photograph reflects,
>> > > Every streetlight a reminder
>> > > Nightswimming deserves a quiet night, deserves a quiet night
>> > > -REM
>> > > Currently listening :
>> > > Automatic for the People (CD & DVD Audio)
>> > > By R.E.M.
>> > > This is one of my favourite songs ever. As a matter of fact its on my
>> > > mp3 and I hear it on a daily basis. Thanks for the story! Wow. this
>> > > makes the song even more special...
>> > > Posted by Conny on Saturday, November 03, 2007 at 5:18 PM
>> > > --
>> > > Shadowville Speedway Blues
>> > > In a taxi watching a sporting house
>> > > Beside a Linwood vacant lot
>> > > Silverdollar moon portspotting
>> > > Constellation like a sailor's knot.
>> > > The sky was black, ink and glitter in the night
>> > > Train whine saxophone out beyond the light
>> > > I'm in love with a ghost blue turns to grey
>> > > Put a pyramid on my head to take my pain away.
>> > > Hazel knew the karma, she kept it in a bottle
>> > > Now I'm here on the receiving end
>> > > At least I still know how to take a joke
>> > > And laugh with none of my friends.
>> > > Shadowville, Shadowville Speedway
>> > > Riding slow down a one way street
>> > > Shadowville, Shadowville Speedway
>> > > Don't look back, don't admit defeat.
>> > > Brown Reculse magic drifting around the shed
>> > > Someone has it in for me I must not lose my head
>> > > Moving with the speedo life several with me left behind
>> > > Burned too many bridges defragmented my time.
>> > > Somewhere in time I've seen all this before
>> > > In a magazine or a dream of a distant war
>> > > Manifested destiny a manifesto and a part
>> > > All the actors still agree that ever had a heart.
>> > > The good book and the fortune telling lady
>> > > Black tooth mojo marked index cards
>> > > Bundles over the side of Dillingham Bridge
>> > > Splashing as ripples reflect from the stars.
>> > > Hazel knew the karma she kept it in a bottle
>> > > Now I'm here on the receiving end
>> > > At least I still know how to take a joke
>> > > And laugh with none of my friends.
>> > > Shadowville, Shadowville Speedway
>> > > Riding slow down a one way street
>> > > Shadowville, Shadowville Speedway
>> > > Don't look back, don't admit defeat.
>> > > -Will Dockery (words)/Henry Conley (music)
>> > > Rhino's open mic for music & poetry:
>> > > http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/Image:Rhinos-Open_Mic-02.PNG
>> > > "Wobble" by Dockery & Conley (recorded August 14 2007):
>> > > http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UVIF2-qWIUc
>> > > "Toxin on Glass" by Shadowville Installation - song by Gene Woolfolk
>> > > Jr,Timothy Maxwell, Gary Frankfurth, & Will Dockery:
>> > > http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-XWUdCRbVnc
>> > Ha... I see Geno know of which I speak...!
>> I haven't seen Geno in a while, I need to stop by his house soon.
>>
>> ;)