User:Archie Polego

If the sea could hear me now
Archie Polego was deemed his name in late April of 2005, just three days before his eighteenth birthday, by the frontman of a ska band he danced and sang with in a ska music festival. Since then he has specialized in the arts, reading and writing poetry with a side interest in musicianship songwriting, accompanying indie films, supporting indie music and jam bands, and as of late, being a patron of theater. He is now in college, trying with his heart's content to get a degree of some sort; if for nothing else, to be able to serve others as soon as possible in Peace Corps. He is an avid lover of childhood nostalgia and alternative (that is, natural) healing. "The use of herbals such as echinacea," says Polego, "needs to be recognized above pharmaceuticals, and even over the counter medicines." Naturalist, romanticist, environmentalist, vegan, all wrapped around in equal proportions of young wisdom and nievety, Archie is just another (though you'd never know it) long-haired barefoot guy with his jeans rolled up on your average campus with messenger bag on shoulder filled with poetry, a hacky sack, music, poet's notebook, maybe a textbook or two and a smile on his face. His weakness is his high susceptibility to attraction of girls. He was even once described by a friend of his as being "in love with humanity." Yes, it is questionable as to whether he has ever been kissed, but as far as those who have seen him know, he has never kissed; yet, whether it is the girl working at Subway at night on campus or the co-leading role in the college's latest Honduran-benefit children's play, there is almost always a pretty face fluttering in his thoughts--dare he ever take action that is reciprocated. You can find this young little-known arts patron in the Nashville area's local coffee shops, small music venues, music festivals, environmental consciousness-raising benefits and maybe even a poetry reading. But never on a primetime Saturday night, for SNICK is always brought back wherever he is.

This dready guy you may know well recently returned from his first trip to the indigenous young colony of Bonnaroo (pronounced bonna-Roo, accent on the Roo). "There was always something happening, minds being altered, in absence of common law, and reason was abandoned in the community," states Archie. "Though tiring, my eventful journey was never more beautiful than on the third night, spending the long reminisces of many hours past under a tent with hundreds, including Sasha. The couple young women I remember were amazing, and so was Sasha," reclaims Archie when concluding the dangerous excursion.