Got a pretty funny one from the other night. Only remember one part of the dream.
Somehow in this ridiculous dream, I'm filling in for Hawkins with the freaking foo fighters, playing at some huge outdoor show with a sea of people that I can't see the end of after the lights drop off. The funny part was that even in my dream, this was a totally nuts situation, I mean, there's just no way in hell. So anyway, the stage lights come up, everyone goes f'n nuts, and I realize with a sense of doom that I don't even know what song we're going to play first, though I suppose that pales in comparison to the fact that I don't know that many foo songs, in fact, I only have one album! In the midst of this dream, it all hits me.
And then they start a song. I don't remember which. I do remember feeling just ever so slightly relieved that I actually recognized it and thought I knew the structure. Didn't matter. I could hear through my fancy crystal clear in ear monitors that I was just stinking the place up, very noticeably having a negative impact on the music. We made it to the end of the whole song, and it was really excruciating to the point I wanted to crawl away and die.
The clearest part of the dream was one of the last parts I remember. Dave Grohl turns around with a half-pity, half-"what the hell was that" face, and says: "Came in a little late on that one, huh?"
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When I woke up, you have no idea how happy I was that I did not in fact get roped into playing at a huge foo fighter show.
