3 posts tagged “music”

I'm going to see La Boheme next week, and apparently I'm way too excited about that, because last night I dreamed they canceled La Boheme and put on another show instead, and I was PISSED. AND they didn't tell anyone, they just had some other crap going on instead, and I had to ask around to figure out that it wasn't some pre-show jizz, but the actual replacement performance. That better not happen in real life. It better NOT.  Plus the show they did wasn't even classical type, it was a new Broadway musical, and it totally sucked. It was one of those things where the actors bust through the Third Wall and walk out into the audience to include us in their songs. Ugh every time that happens I try to do my best invisible girl impersonation. It didn't work in my dream. I was resting my head on my arms on the seat in front of me (which was empty because half the audience left) (and the other half was walking around and talking) and one of the performers, some guy who needed to shave and was wearing a blue hoodie, walked right up to me and asked me to stand up, and he gave me a hug. I could feel his armpit sweat on my sleeveless arms, for I was wearing a formal dress for this mess. I was polite about it though entirely displeased. Afterwards I swore on your mom's grave I'd be emailing in for a refund. 

Last night I dreamed that Ringo Starr lived either next door to me or in an apartment below me. I couldn't tell where the the enormous racket was originating because it was too loud to pinpoint. He apparently DJ'd a radio station out of the place. I heard drums coming from there as well as a calliope type sound and/or? a church organ, guitars, and so on, at all hours of the day and night. He sang a lot, too. I was torn between anger and elation. It's Ringo, man! But still, I had work in the morning. And why couldn't he afford a better place?
 

The other night I dreamed  I awoke and couldn't see a damn thing. It wasn't just dark, it was completely black. Could not see a damn thing. So I sat at my piano keyboard and started playing, and found that I could play perfectly when I wasn't trying and couldn't see. I exclaimed, "I'm Ray Charles, bitch!"