Jay ZimmerIf you would like to purchase the SnS album "Normal Isn't Working" which features the song "Selby Bay" then click HERE. The album is only $8.00!
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My name is Jay Zimmer and I wrote and sang Selby Bay, and played acoustic guitar, bass and violin on it.
Feel free to share the song and encourage those who hear it to sample the entire album. It's all worth it!
I spent many a summer at Selby Bay on Beach Drive Boulevard at what is now Babbington House. It was McDermott House then. The words of the song are true. I remember the old clubhouse very well, and could tell you many, many smiley stories about it. As you walked in there was a glass candy case to the left and a lunch counter ahead -- turning right tool you to the community room where there was "Bingo and the clubhouse once a week." I went often.
In those days, as you face the water from the clubhouse, the pier on the left, out in the swimming area, was the place to play. The water was deep and you could dive to your hearts content, which I did, a lot. For a few summers there was a floating pier in the shallow water for the weaker swimmers to play and sun on. I was on the Selby swim team one summer but didn't win anything.
It was a short walk from my grandfather's summer house to the beach, past the Selby Yacht Basin (which we used to cal Chrisman's, since he owned it at that time) and I remember when the covered slips there were built. There was a convenience store called (of all things!) "Convenient" right across Central Avenue from the entrance to Selby. My aunt used to send me there to buy her a Capital and a Post.
It broke my heart to have to say goodbye. I visited there for the last time in 2000. I Followed the fiasco of the clubhouse property online for a long time and am happy you finally got it resolved. The fire broke my heart also because I'll now never see the old structure again and it meant a lot to me. The new clubhouse is beautiful and functional, but, forgive me, it doesn't have the rustic, down-home feel of the old one.
So enjoy the song, and please stay in touch if you are able. By the way, in the picture, I'm the one on the left.
I'm a transplant too. I only got to spend summers and an occasional CHristmas there. Otherwise, I was "sentenced" to Indiana, and I keep wondering when my sentence will be up. All my life I've wanted to live in or near Selby On The Bay. That place meant a very great deal to me but I have been unable to visit since about 2000. The last time I was there was a quick night-time drive-through right after the old clubhouse burned. I saw the pictures. It broke my heart.
There used to be a German woman who worked in the clubhouse lunch counter. Before they got Pepsi in a fountain, they would serve it to you from the bottle. She would always ask, "do you vant to dlink it heyah?" If you said Yes, you got the bottle. If you said No, it was poured into a paper cup and the bottle would disappear behind the counter, obviously to prevent broken glass on the beach. She also served hot dogs for 15 cents, and hamburgers for 25 cents. I used to buy five-cent packages of pretzels and put mustard on them. Yummy!
There was Bingo every Saturday night in the community room. My cousins and I would go, I think I won a couple of times. We'd always sneak a swim afterwards, and no one ever said anything to us. My father loved to come to the beach for a midnight swim. He would float on his back and smoke a cigarette. The cigarettes killed him at age 55.
As kids, we had a considerable amount of freedom. We could come and go as we pleased, go where we wanted within the Selby confines -- plus the convenience store. Mostly we went to the beach or walked the piers at Chrisman's Yacht Basin.
During the day, there was a special store called "Dudley's Friendly Stop." If you go to Central Avenue and turn left, it was perhaps a quarter mile beyond the Selby entrance. It was rustic, with an old slamming screen door and rough-hewn plank floors. The proprietor was a bald headed man we all called "Smiley." He loved kids. He held court behind a counter that was old fashioned even then, and dispensed penny candy of all kinds with a flourish not seen since.
My family and I will make a trip to Annapolis in September. it may well be the last Maryland trip we make, at least for awhile. If you'd like to arrange an appearance, I'd be happy to come by and meet any of the folks who enjoyed the song, and, hopefully, the rest of the album.
The album is available in the iTunes store, and on CD Baby, Amazon mp3 and all the other popular online stores. You can get the whole album for $9.99 and individual tracks for a buck.
Please let me know what you think of it.
Always,
Jay
Feel free to share the song and encourage those who hear it to sample the entire album. It's all worth it!
I spent many a summer at Selby Bay on Beach Drive Boulevard at what is now Babbington House. It was McDermott House then. The words of the song are true. I remember the old clubhouse very well, and could tell you many, many smiley stories about it. As you walked in there was a glass candy case to the left and a lunch counter ahead -- turning right tool you to the community room where there was "Bingo and the clubhouse once a week." I went often.
In those days, as you face the water from the clubhouse, the pier on the left, out in the swimming area, was the place to play. The water was deep and you could dive to your hearts content, which I did, a lot. For a few summers there was a floating pier in the shallow water for the weaker swimmers to play and sun on. I was on the Selby swim team one summer but didn't win anything.
It was a short walk from my grandfather's summer house to the beach, past the Selby Yacht Basin (which we used to cal Chrisman's, since he owned it at that time) and I remember when the covered slips there were built. There was a convenience store called (of all things!) "Convenient" right across Central Avenue from the entrance to Selby. My aunt used to send me there to buy her a Capital and a Post.
It broke my heart to have to say goodbye. I visited there for the last time in 2000. I Followed the fiasco of the clubhouse property online for a long time and am happy you finally got it resolved. The fire broke my heart also because I'll now never see the old structure again and it meant a lot to me. The new clubhouse is beautiful and functional, but, forgive me, it doesn't have the rustic, down-home feel of the old one.
So enjoy the song, and please stay in touch if you are able. By the way, in the picture, I'm the one on the left.
I'm a transplant too. I only got to spend summers and an occasional CHristmas there. Otherwise, I was "sentenced" to Indiana, and I keep wondering when my sentence will be up. All my life I've wanted to live in or near Selby On The Bay. That place meant a very great deal to me but I have been unable to visit since about 2000. The last time I was there was a quick night-time drive-through right after the old clubhouse burned. I saw the pictures. It broke my heart.
There used to be a German woman who worked in the clubhouse lunch counter. Before they got Pepsi in a fountain, they would serve it to you from the bottle. She would always ask, "do you vant to dlink it heyah?" If you said Yes, you got the bottle. If you said No, it was poured into a paper cup and the bottle would disappear behind the counter, obviously to prevent broken glass on the beach. She also served hot dogs for 15 cents, and hamburgers for 25 cents. I used to buy five-cent packages of pretzels and put mustard on them. Yummy!
There was Bingo every Saturday night in the community room. My cousins and I would go, I think I won a couple of times. We'd always sneak a swim afterwards, and no one ever said anything to us. My father loved to come to the beach for a midnight swim. He would float on his back and smoke a cigarette. The cigarettes killed him at age 55.
As kids, we had a considerable amount of freedom. We could come and go as we pleased, go where we wanted within the Selby confines -- plus the convenience store. Mostly we went to the beach or walked the piers at Chrisman's Yacht Basin.
During the day, there was a special store called "Dudley's Friendly Stop." If you go to Central Avenue and turn left, it was perhaps a quarter mile beyond the Selby entrance. It was rustic, with an old slamming screen door and rough-hewn plank floors. The proprietor was a bald headed man we all called "Smiley." He loved kids. He held court behind a counter that was old fashioned even then, and dispensed penny candy of all kinds with a flourish not seen since.
My family and I will make a trip to Annapolis in September. it may well be the last Maryland trip we make, at least for awhile. If you'd like to arrange an appearance, I'd be happy to come by and meet any of the folks who enjoyed the song, and, hopefully, the rest of the album.
The album is available in the iTunes store, and on CD Baby, Amazon mp3 and all the other popular online stores. You can get the whole album for $9.99 and individual tracks for a buck.
Please let me know what you think of it.
Always,
Jay