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		<dc:creator>John</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Jul 2009 14:35:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>"Camera" is like that for me, too.  It meant nothing to me until late one night, while I was driving, and WHFS (the old, independent HFS) tried to play "(Don't Go Back To) Rockville," but the CD skipped, so the DJ said "that one's not working, so let's just play this one."  So, absurd as it sounds, it felt as though this was happening for me, and me alone.  Before that night, the whole "when the party lulls/if we fall by the side/will you be remembered?" business meant nothing to me, and the "bartered lantern borrowed," and the idea that you are somebody's camera, somebody's capturer of images.  But at that moment I got it, and even now I get chills.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;Camera&#8221; is like that for me, too.  It meant nothing to me until late one night, while I was driving, and WHFS (the old, independent HFS) tried to play &#8220;(Don&#8217;t Go Back To) Rockville,&#8221; but the CD skipped, so the DJ said &#8220;that one&#8217;s not working, so let&#8217;s just play this one.&#8221;  So, absurd as it sounds, it felt as though this was happening for me, and me alone.  Before that night, the whole &#8220;when the party lulls/if we fall by the side/will you be remembered?&#8221; business meant nothing to me, and the &#8220;bartered lantern borrowed,&#8221; and the idea that you are somebody&#8217;s camera, somebody&#8217;s capturer of images.  But at that moment I got it, and even now I get chills.</p>
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		<dc:creator>Tropical Iceland</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Jul 2009 13:22:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The earliest REM is easily my favorite...this is a traveling song...I put it on a mix tape between Buffalo Springfields "On the Way Home" and a real spanking Buddy Holly insturmental called "Holly Hop" to close out side one...</description>
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