I am the first to admit I avoid getting wet even when it’s 95 degrees outside. But this Wainwright tune always encourages me to say fuck it and jump right in. Some of my best childhood memories are from spending hours upon hours in water. At a certain age it didn’t matter if it was a creek, pond, lake, quarry, river or lake as long as you were with your friends and your skin was wet, that’s all it took to feel the moment and pass the day. I don’t know what bug crawls up our ass when we age and convinces us to stay dry but I can tell you it makes life less fun. Get in that swim!