I had a very vivid dream last night. I don’t remember a lot of it. I don’t even think it was very long. A couple scenes. I only remember the end and a feeling that there was some rising action. One day we’ll figure out how to record our dreams. Of course they’ll exploit that invention to secretly read people’s thoughts from across the street. And then we’ll have a new reality tv show.
Where was I?
The part of the dream I remember: I’m supposed to play bass guitar for this band that’s big but not superstar yet. The problem is that I don’t know how to play bass guitar. Somehow this doesn’t seem to bother anyone.
Maybe the actual bass guitarist was abducted by aliens or something. Sick with the flu. I don’t know. The curtain is up, the band is playing, and I’m in the wings with a bass guitar in my hands.
The crowd is active and having a good time. The band is getting into it. I’m shoved on stage.
Of course I’m unsure. I mean, I don’t know how to play the bass guitar.
I don’t remember being nervous or afraid or shaking in terror of the crowd’s reaction when they find out I can’t play. I’m not afraid of the band’s crushing disappointment. I only remember the feeling of pressure. Not pressure to perform. Not like that at all. This was…
This was like the water building up behind a dam.
I know the song they’re playing, and I recognize my cue coming up. Time crushes. The universe rushes up behind the dam and there’s a moment of blinding silence.
And then the dam bursts as I break in with that first note, right on cue. Somehow I got it right. Somehow I’m playing the song. It’s not wizardry, mind you. The bassline is really simple. But seeing as I don’t know how to play the bass guitar I think this is pretty cool. I keep going and I manage to get the simple repitition of notes right. I loosen up and start to play around a bit. The crowd is really letting go. Their cheering is as loud as the music.
A string breaks just as I’m signaled to do a solo. Who’s writing this script? Jerks. There’s a split moment where I’m about to wave them off. I’m about to concede defeat. Broken string. Bass guitar. Me having no idea what the hell I’m doing. You could hardly blame me for bowing out gracefully at this point. I look up and I raise my hand to wave off the solo.
But then my hand just comes right back down and I keep going. I take my little solo and it goes just fine. I’m getting the hang of it. I still keep it simple because come on, I don’t know how to play bass guitar. But I play strong and the crowd eats it up.
Another string breaks.
I wake up.
Hmm.
Yay Barbie castle :)Thank-you.
COMMENT:
Hey Adrian,
Call me so we can get together. I saw Big Red today and he said you found a great woman and a relationship.True? Not True? Hopefully all is well. I work in an office downtown now, so we can go out for a drink for lunch or afterwork.
E~mail or call me @ 385-1471 ext 262
See ya
Brian JP Young
could I please have my bass back now? :)
Hi Brian :)
“You’re not Canadian unless you have made love in a canoe”. Something to think about…
i can see adrian as a bass player.
isn’t that weird, how that goes. last december i had a dream in which someone else (that i know well in real life) played a melody on a synth which was stupidly beautiful. and that person doesn’t play piano or keyboard or anything. but i woke up and plugged that melody immediately into the usb midi keyboard which was hooked into reason. i didn’t play piano or the keyboard before that.. and that melody is now the main riff of AFK – Dreamcache… coming soon on Pacific Front Recordings.
oooooh that sounded like an advertisement. but it isn’t. it’s just that thing that i do.
Nicki Styx from Motley Crew started the band, he was the bass player. He didn’t know how to play till about the third album. Dr. Feelgood I think. True story.
Dream analysis by Captain Obvious would say you are going forth with something you don’t really know much about but it doesn’t matter as things keep going your way and work out. Even when it looks like it is time to give up, things continue to do just fine.
Basically lots of stuff about things.
Don’t ask me how your subconscious knows this, well… it doesn’t really matter because ‘things’ will work out fine anyway.
Captain Obvious had a dream like this too, but he was skating with the Canucks for a charity event then ended up trying out and making the team.