Band of bloggers
Weird, yet appealing, dream last night. Bret and I were at a blogger gathering at a venue that strongly resembled Nine Fine Irishmen on a much larger scale, except for the multicolored lights and disco balls here and there. About 50 people were in attendance, including some of my friends who are not (to my knowledge) bloggers. There was a small stage, and a band was playing Clapton’s “It’s In The Way That You Use It,” really, really well.
Here’s the thing: The band was made up of bloggers.
Karl was on drums. I can only assume that he’d shed his shirt for artistic freedom, because he was wearing a white ‘beater and shades, and as drummers do, keeping the beat with his head. Dave2 was on keyboard, which is somewhat frightening just to think about, especially because he was making wild gestures and faces a la Tom Waits. Standing shyly in the back playing?bass was Suze’s fiance, Mike. Diana, clad in a startling black reptile/pink maribou outfit that no one seemed to even notice (!!!), was wailing on her sax and shaking her booty. Fronting the band and totally kicking ass on his red Ibanez was Mr. Kevin Apgar. And he was smokin’ that thing, let me tell you. He had a beret on (???), pushed backward, and?his singing?sounded more like Clapton than Clapton does lately.
There was a throng of people in front of the stage, mostly dancing. I spotted Sizzle, and Neil, and Miss?Britt ? who was wearing that same outfit she?had on in?her cheerleading video (probably because I was showing that video to Bret just last night).? A guy I went to high school with was also in the crowd, and so were my daughter and her boyfriend. Then some guy that turned out to be Wil Wheaton stepped up to the stage and handed Kevin a bottle of Ruination beer. Kevin took a long swig, then started sliding it down the neck of his guitar while he played! Clearly he was channeling Jimmy Page.
I turned to tell Bret he’d get us kicked out if he didn’t put out his cigarette. I could see Governor Schwarzenegger walking toward us in his Terminator clothes, looking like he meant business. Just then something hit me in the chest, almost knocking the breath out of me. I jerked awake to find my cat Data standing on me. Damn, now I’ll never know if we got kicked out or not. :(
But obviously, this dream could not possibly happen. Everyone knows The Governator is a smoker himself.
[tags]Clapton, dreams, Stone Ales, no more chili dogs for dinner[/tags]
March 6th, 2008 at 4:17 pm
What a wild and fun dream. :) OF course I would be dancing. I hope Neilochka didn’t convince me to toss my bra to the performers on stage. That’d be SO like him.
March 6th, 2008 at 5:38 pm
You need to drink less booze before bedtime ;).
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March 6th, 2008 at 5:58 pm
Sizzle: That does sound like Neil, doesn’t it?
Hilly: Actually, I had NONE last night, which is unusual. No wonder I had a weird dream!
March 6th, 2008 at 7:09 pm
LOL - what a great dream!! Although, should I be insulted that you dreamed about my fiance but not me? :P
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March 6th, 2008 at 8:34 pm
Suze: I’m sure you were there, too! Mike wouldn’t be at a blogger gathering without you. I just thought it was funny that my unconscious mind chose to put him in the band!
March 6th, 2008 at 8:50 pm
I totally rock the drums on the dashboard of my car.
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March 7th, 2008 at 3:16 am
I am so embarassed that I was under dressed!!
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March 7th, 2008 at 4:57 pm
So funny I read your title! This exact same title popped into my head about a week ago, except it was in the “Band of Brothers” context. I really wanted to use it, but I had no angle for it. Sucks being stupid. : (
I liked your post though! : )
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March 10th, 2008 at 7:49 pm
Ooooohhhh… never considered a red Ibanez, but it sounds pretty sweet. Oh, and I didn’t tell you I went back to that pawn shop and looked for my axe. Wasn’t there, though. Bummer. A variant was there but for more than double the price. Not worth it. May have to start looking for a red one now just for you.
BTW, I RAWK!
Thanks. I dug this post!
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March 10th, 2008 at 9:10 pm
Okay… playing keyboards is not out of the realm of possibility. I can do that. But TOM WAITS?!? I can’t stand TOM WAITS!
March 10th, 2008 at 9:11 pm
Wait… am I kicked out of the band for that?
March 11th, 2008 at 2:00 pm
Karl: You have a drumset on your car’s dashboard?!?! Must make it hard to see out. ;)
Miss Britt: Don’t worry, no one seemed to care.
John: “Band of Brothers” was my inspiration, too!
Kevin: Bret says my subconscious made it red because I’m so used to seeing his red Strat. You didn’t seriously think your axe would still be there after so much time, did you?! I just hope you don’t pass up the opportunity one too many times. P.S. I just found out today that I’ve been mispronouncing Ibanez all these years. It’s eye’-ban-ezz, and I’ve always given it the Spanish pronunciation, ee-ban’-yez.
Dave2: You can substitute Joe Cocker if you prefer. He’s just as spazzy. But it will take more than not liking Tom Waits to get you kicked out of The Fabulous Blog Boys!
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March 12th, 2008 at 11:51 pm
I’m sorry that I’m so late getting over here! You have some very interesting dreams for sure. I wish that I could remember mine. So… nobody noticed me in my hawt outfit huh? Maybe I should’ve shown more cleavage?
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March 13th, 2008 at 9:44 pm
Diana: My dreams are often like mini-movies. More than once I’ve had the same dream continue for an entire night, even resuming after I got up to pee. They are so vivid and “real,” I often think about one for days afterward.
By the way, what I meant about you was that no one seemed surprised by how outrageous your outfit was! And you were definitely showing plenty of cleavage, as well as your belly button. It was like a bra top with low-slung bell-bottom pants, all shiny black snakeskin trimmed in hot pink maribou.
March 18th, 2008 at 2:58 am
I always hoped it might still be there. Didn’t expect it, but the place is only five miles from Nano’s house so it was worth the look-see time.
In terms of straight-up Spanish, your pronunciation is correct. Just not how the guitar company is pronounced.
BTW, I didn’t tell you that I was in the guitar shop where I sold my Ibanez about 12-13 years ago. Started talking to one of the clerks about guitars. Told him about my Ibanez. Turns out he remembers it. He bought it… and later sold it. GAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
I was in about four or five guitar shops last week just playing around. Actually found a red Ibanez and I was going to take my picture with it to send to you, but I couldn’t sneak it in. The clerks were all over me.
Bret has a red Strat? I dig him even more. Can you adopt me so I can inherit it?
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March 18th, 2008 at 7:16 am
Well, that is just SO cool! Hmm… I like being in your dreams! :)
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