Showing posts with label dreams about music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dreams about music. Show all posts

Sunday, November 18, 2012

Another Music Dream

I've had another music dream I want to share with you. As before, I invite you to interpret the dream in your way, and ask you to share some of yours.

I wake up lying on a floor in a strange barracks-like room. I am told by someone that this is my dorm room, which seems odd considering my dorm room was a small, monk-like room that was barely large enough to contain me. After trying to get some more sleep, I hear some faint playing of music and head out through the window.

Funny, he doesn't look like a blimp...
I move through the streets of Queens County in the direction of the music. I eventually find my way to what appears to be a basketball court. People are gathered around the basketball court sparsely, but what alarms me is that in the middle of the court, performing with a small band, is Kurt Wallinger, who was in The Waterboys and World Party. Wallinger, however, has apparently ballooned up to extraordinary proportions (in this dream reality, he's easily 350 pounds, if not heavier), and he's breathing heavily as he bounces around like the aspiring Bono he used to be and singing some of his more well-known songs. He's wearing a mumu, and looks a horror. The people are all laughing and mocking Wallinger, and I try to move forward to dissuade him to stop....but then I wake up.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Three Dreams About Music (including one with a picture of an adorable puppy)

Like all people whose interest in music borders on obsessive, I have had strange dreams where music plays a part. Here are three on mine; what are yours?

1) I am attending Hunter College. I dream that I am wandering down Third Avenue in midtown Manhattan after school has let out. I am being followed by The License To Ill-era Beastie Boys. They are singing a Beastie-ized cover of the Eurythmics single 'Missionary Man.' It is a very, very good version.

2) It is the mid-90's, when I am making a living as a freelancer. I am invited by a client to go to another city to attend a Barry White concert. When I get to the concert, Barry comes out--but instead of doing his many R&B hits, White proceeds to sing a number of Nirvana's songs. Maybe due to Kurt Cobain's tendency to undersing much of his work, White's voice works surprisingly well in this performance.

3) It is a few years ago. I am in the music store that used to exist in the middle of the Times Square train terminal, right outside where the N and R train entrances are. It should be brought up that said music store closed down some ten years previously during the city's renovation and expansion of said Times Square terminal. I am sorting through the dusty racks of CDs and come across a new Morphine album. It should be brought up that Morphine disbanded some time ago after the death of Mark Sandman. The album improbably has as its cover a drawing of an adorable puppy that looks up at the viewer with luminously large eyes.

(I should point out that dream three prompted me to attempt to put together an album of Morphine cover songs for charity. Given that I have almost no experience putting together albums, it was a miserable failure.)

Share your musical dreams in the comment section. Confession is good for the soul.