sylvansafekeepe: (Violins)
I had a wonderful dream last night.
Spoilers inside if you haven't read Anathem )

A First.

Dec. 26th, 2009 08:25 am
sylvansafekeepe: (EvilFrog)
I don't think I've ever dreamed myself through an entire performance of Dr. Horrible before. But the real question is which is more troubling: that I was performing the role of the good doctor for most of it, complete with shifts in perspective, or that my dream-self had acquired Capt. Hammer's psychiatrist's appointment book, and was plotting an appropriate ambush, when I woke up.

I sort of wish I'd stayed asleep, as things could've gotten really interesting.

Also, I now have the musical number from the beginning of Act 2 stuck in my head, with no signs of it being interested in leaving. [personal profile] reldnahkram, if I start singing about throwing poison in the water main, don't worry -- I don't actually intend to do it.
sylvansafekeepe: (SheldonDuck)
Stupid "trapped in the late Cretaceous" dreams. I actually survived longer this time than most, mainly because I was bright enough to go out onto a lake where the raptors couldn't follow me (I used giant lilypads). Raptors can't swim.

T-Rex apparently can, however. Which is f-ing terrifying.

WTF

Jan. 3rd, 2009 11:05 am
sylvansafekeepe: (Default)
I just awoke from a dream in which most of my family's goats developed the ability to speak. And the ability to sing.

The rendition of "Tainted Love" was especially disturbing.
sylvansafekeepe: (Default)
So, I had this dream that we (where "we" means all of the usual suspects) were having a random Scottish/Irish/Contra music jam. Also, it was being held in my parents' greenhouse, which makes no sense at all, but hey, it's a dream and my subconscious can do whatever it wants.

At some point, [profile] playfulfordian started into a tune that I'd never heard before. I thought it was really catchy and managed to pick it up fairly quickly, so once we were done playing, I asked her for its name. And I got a really weird/amused look in response, as she told me that I wrote it.

And then I woke up, which could've been annoying, except that my subconscious mind still retained the damned tune, along with fingerings. So I've spent the next hour or so frantically searching for paper and pen (and then, when the pen ran out of ink [dammit!!], a pencil [which was unsharpened, so I had to sharpen it with my pocketknife]) and then desperately writing down the whole tune while it simultaneously tried to flee from my mind.

I think I succeeded in getting most of it down the way it was in the dream. Now I just need to wait until actual morning to try playing it, since I don't think my housemates/neighbors would be appreciative of my getting out the violin at 5:30 AM. Preliminary plucking of strings seems positive, though. My greatest fear at this point is that I've managed to remember some tune that I heard once a while back, instead of coming up with something of my own. The B part of what I've written, in particular, sounds sort of like something Hanneke Cassel/Halali would play.

The whole experience has been rather surreal. Now I'm going back to sleep for another 2 hours, until I actually have to wake up.

En pointe!

May. 21st, 2007 07:28 am
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I'm not sure what warped and twisted section of my subconscious was responsible for me having a dream about Terry H. teaching ballet instead of Scottish dance, but it just happened. Not that I think he'd be incapable of doing it, assuming he learned ballet, but because the tutu was a bit much. I don't even think male ballet dancers wear them.

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