rock and roll dreams

Post 62 of 90.

I followed up on Don's request to send a pdf of "Tight Muscle Party" to Adrian. I wasn't able to last night because I fell asleep before I could get to it. I laid down fully clothed to "rest my eyes" and the next thing I knew it was 5:00 AM.

In the interim, I had a strange dream where I was an Albert Speer sort of architect character working for some fascist regime. Fascists who were rock fans, that is. I was at a private party featuring a Yes tribute band (including a very tall guy playing bass who looked a lot like Chris Squire). That band finished their set, and then this Goebbels sort of character gave a speech while a Blue Oyster Cult tribute band stood by in the background ready to play (within the dream, I knew they were a Blue Oyster tribute because all of the band members had moustaches). Goebbels had to pause his speech until some people in an adjacent alcove turned off the Rush concert video they had been watching.