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When did you decide that sleep could save your life?

Songs in my head:
"I Live to Fall Asleep" by Manic Street Preachers
"Shake Me, Wake Me (When It's Over)" by the Four Tops
"Mad World" (Tears for Fears cover) by Gary Jules

I had another weird dream this morning. Here is what I remember:

I find myself on a stage with a bass in my hand and I hear that I am trying out for Clint Black's backing band. To the side of me, there are two guitar players and another bass player, along with a drumkit manned by a dwarf. The next thing that happens: I'm directing my parents to a club in Addison that has valet parking. Next thing I know, I'm on stage, playing bass with Clint Black and his backing band (with the same two guitarists and the other bass player I tried out with - yes, the band's lineup was ala GvsB with two bassists). I have no idea what I'm playing but somehow, all my notes are in key. We're playing this country-rock song on a rather high stage and the crowd looks like an open-door radio crowd (as in, a radio station gave the tickets away for free at their remote appearances and set the show in an open field). I still have no idea what I'm playing when one of the songs just stops. The drummer in the band, Johnny Ramone (yes, from the Ramones), had broken heads on his bass drum and rack tom. Clint apologizes to the crowd and the next thing I know, the crowd is gone and everybody in the band goes home. I go out into the field to see people arriving for another show. I spot an old college professor of mine (who was a big fan of college rock in '80s) wearing a t-shirt for a local soft rock station. I keep walking and end up in a house nearby. Something else happened and then I woke up.

OK, what in world was I doing playing for Clint Black's band? I'm not a big fan of country music and what was a dwarf (and later Johnny Ramone) doing playing the drums? Where did my old professor fit into all of this? I have theories but this was just a dream.

Comments? Suggestions? Name of good insane asylum? Feel free and comment below. . .


Kev said…
Hmm--maybe having multiple drummers in the dream (including a dead guy) could have been some sort of Spinal Tap flashback; are you a fan of that movie?
Eric Grubbs said…
I'm a big fan of that movie. It's one of the best movies about being in a band for the long haul.
Kev said…
Not to mention the fact that it's a dead-on parody of every "rockumentary" ever made. It was one of the first DVD's I owned after I got my first player.
Eric Grubbs said…
Great movie and a fantastic DVD with the commentary track in character.

Still, I wish there was a better explanation or metaphor for bands that often change drummers. . .

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