This morning I woke up from a dream about Short Beach. In this reality, I still lived there and I never left, but Tom was gone and Walker was there, so this is kind of a whole new era of dreams.
In previous recurring dreams, there was a small space in a closet on the second floor, which led down to a hallway and into a wide open area where there was an underground cave and a waterfall beneath the house. In this dream, there was an opening elsewhere in the rocks in the background, which led to an underground, cavernous lagoon directly beneath the beach out front.
In this dream, also, a replica of the Barn had been attached where the house next door used to be. It looked and felt just like the original barn, but it was different in many ways. It had a balcony and was set up to resemble a kind of performance space. It was connected to where my room used to be. My room had been moved over to the side, beyond where it normally was. I would imagine that the barn was kind of behind the house; another structure built into the rock wall between Johnson's Beach and the Farm River, on the other side.
I really enjoy dreaming about Short Beach.
Monday, December 31, 2018
Monday, October 15, 2018
Dreams Lately
This morning I woke up from a dream where I was about to be married to my first cousin. I definitely felt forced into it, and was really embarrassed about it because everyone knew we were related. This nerdy musician guy wanted the first song to be something I didn’t want. Then I realized just how much I didn’t want to be there at all. I didn’t even know any of the guests. We walked around the aisles of a bookstore trying to find music. I thought “Yesterday” by the Beatles would be fit for the occasion. Then i realized it’s a song clearly about regret. So I went with “In my Life” and it seemed more appropriate but the situation still did not feel right. I woke up before walking down the aisle.
Sunday, October 14, 2018
Monday, July 9, 2018
Subconscious Concepts
Recent weird dream was buying a car and getting a key which was essentially like the same kind of ring you’d get if you were married to it, like a wedding ring which was supposed to be a key fob. My reaction to this novelty? “Great, another small thing I am not supposed to lose or misplace.”
Then, I started a company called “Bummer” which was a combination between “Bumble” and “Tumbler” where there was just a rolling screen of people you were only marginally interested in getting to know better. The more you scrolled, the more you realized you really didn’t want to be friends with any of them and that’s how this app got its illustrious title.
Then, I started a company called “Bummer” which was a combination between “Bumble” and “Tumbler” where there was just a rolling screen of people you were only marginally interested in getting to know better. The more you scrolled, the more you realized you really didn’t want to be friends with any of them and that’s how this app got its illustrious title.
First Dreams About Since
Had my first dream about my brother since he died. Last night, had two consecutive dreams. The first, we had a very vast space that our family was using. It was more space than we actually had when we were kids. It was rural, as it felt like a barn, yet urban, as though we were in the middle of the city in a time that honestly felt a little bit like a time of crisis.
I realize now that the space that I was imagining was the barn, of course. There was a red building across the street from where I grew up. I call it The Barn. You can find it in my other writings. In this dream, we owned the barn, there was no "Roger" and my dad was nowhere to be found, either. My mother brought me in there and told me to rearrange it.
We were planning on making my brother into some kind of music star. That apparently seemed to be the plan in both of these dreams. In each of these dreams, my job was to make the situation ideal for him. In the case of rearranging the barn, the goal was to turn it into a recording studio for he and his band.
I remember in this dream he sang a song rather loudly as I was planning all of this out for him, and at the end I encouraged him to stop playing, or to not play another song so that we could discuss planning, and he seemed somewhat perturbed by it, and that's not far from the truth in dealings with my actual brother. Only in this case, I was able to do much more for him.
I built him a fantastic studio in the attic of the barn and helped him find friends and they made great music. It felt like a dream at times, although I knew how close to the real situation this dream actually was. I knew that although in this dream I was in a better position to help him, the end was going to be the same.
In the next dream, I was instructed to renovate a van to become a camper for my brother to tour the country in. I had a great design and looked forward to developing this mighty vehicle. I took time to carve out all edges and make it look as though it came from a factory, even though it was custom made. As he drove away with hardly a thanks, I knew that he would trash it, and it broke my heart just a little, because I wondered why I hadn't built that for myself. I would haven taken great care.
In real life, I knew that my brother, since he took his own life, is unable to channel himself into the living world and challenge reality the same way that other spirits can. That's due to my religion (Jedi) although in dealing with that faith, I also understand now that souls can have a change of heart in the afterlife. In that, they can free themselves from whatever is harboring their existence to the spirit realm. I hope this dream is a sign somehow that he has begun to liberate himself from the psychological and spiritual chains he found himself in here in the real world. Death is no escape; for sure, it's a continuation of sorts. We'll have to figure that out.
I realize now that the space that I was imagining was the barn, of course. There was a red building across the street from where I grew up. I call it The Barn. You can find it in my other writings. In this dream, we owned the barn, there was no "Roger" and my dad was nowhere to be found, either. My mother brought me in there and told me to rearrange it.
We were planning on making my brother into some kind of music star. That apparently seemed to be the plan in both of these dreams. In each of these dreams, my job was to make the situation ideal for him. In the case of rearranging the barn, the goal was to turn it into a recording studio for he and his band.
I remember in this dream he sang a song rather loudly as I was planning all of this out for him, and at the end I encouraged him to stop playing, or to not play another song so that we could discuss planning, and he seemed somewhat perturbed by it, and that's not far from the truth in dealings with my actual brother. Only in this case, I was able to do much more for him.
I built him a fantastic studio in the attic of the barn and helped him find friends and they made great music. It felt like a dream at times, although I knew how close to the real situation this dream actually was. I knew that although in this dream I was in a better position to help him, the end was going to be the same.
In the next dream, I was instructed to renovate a van to become a camper for my brother to tour the country in. I had a great design and looked forward to developing this mighty vehicle. I took time to carve out all edges and make it look as though it came from a factory, even though it was custom made. As he drove away with hardly a thanks, I knew that he would trash it, and it broke my heart just a little, because I wondered why I hadn't built that for myself. I would haven taken great care.
In real life, I knew that my brother, since he took his own life, is unable to channel himself into the living world and challenge reality the same way that other spirits can. That's due to my religion (Jedi) although in dealing with that faith, I also understand now that souls can have a change of heart in the afterlife. In that, they can free themselves from whatever is harboring their existence to the spirit realm. I hope this dream is a sign somehow that he has begun to liberate himself from the psychological and spiritual chains he found himself in here in the real world. Death is no escape; for sure, it's a continuation of sorts. We'll have to figure that out.
Friday, June 8, 2018
The Venezuelan Revolution Dream
In a recent dream, I was privy to a conversation that otherwise I probably should not have been there for. It was between Nicolas Maduras and Humberto Briceno, a prominent Venezuelan lawyer who is noted in history; the dream went like this.
Maduras scheduled Briceno to be on a ship; a Navy ship, but did not specify which one. The more Briceno asked which kind of ship, eventually he realized it was a submarine, and the reason for the trip was so that he could be attached to the hull as the vessel descended into the ocean. He was not happy about this, and when he found out, he figured out a way to get Maduras in a room by himself, with me included. In that room, he spanked Maduras a bunch of times on the bottom with a piece of lumber. The dictator cried like a baby the whole time. Afterwards, I had footage of the incident, and needed to swiftly get to safety.
That footage was ultimately what caused the Venezuelan Revolution.
Monday, March 5, 2018
Filming Bands: Butterflies of Love
(fast-forward to the 1:30 mark if you'd like to skip Jeff Greene tuning his guitar - also we had a 2nd camera, not used in this rendition, so you see more of the wobbly repositioning that I'd typically replace with nice steady widecam angles)
So, at that point, I'm not sure if Mark (Mulcahy) was playing a show that night, but he did play a bunch of songs on a farewell tour for Miracle Legion. That Spring, there were a bunch of final shows I believe for both Butterflies of Love, who were touring on behalf of their longtime London record label finally closing its doors.
I had never seen the Butterflies of Love, although I had heard about them because I knew Scott Amore from the Daily Cafe, and they were actually a fairly popular local band in the late 1990's. Evidently they were even more famous in the U.K. for some strange reason? Maybe it was the thick accent Jeff sang "Rob a Bank" with that did it. Maybe it was due to other lines in that song, and what happened in the very early hours of the next century, just years from when "How To Know" was released.
I remember meeting Jeff Greene for the first time. It was the day that I filmed this concert, actually. He was being sort of dramatic about the fact that the venue didn't want them to bring their own beer in. Everyone sort of put up with it. Later when I spoke to him, he didn't seem very childish at all; when he calmed down, he spoke in a soothing tone, kind of like the way he sings. I remember talking to him and finding that he knew more about me than I did, right when he first met me. That's just what kind of personality he has. I remember driving back from a show later the same month where Mark played Miracle Legion songs at the Bowery Ballroom.
I've heard the studio version of this song, it's available on iTunes and many other places where you can buy music. This version however is truly my favorite. It didn't really catch my attention until when I started looking at the footage while I was editing. I listened to that song so much, I think I text messaged myself a version of just the audio so I could play it on my phone and listen on repeat. I thought a whole bunch about the words and what they meant.
I think that it's kind of a noble song, to boldly and without hesitation say that you volunteer to take on the responsibility of handling someone else's demons. I'm not sure what the rest of the words are about, I'm sure they're personal to Jeff. But the main part of the song - the idea of the song - really paints a picture of a rather inexpensive apartment in a run down town, with two people trying desperately to figure things out in a difficult situation, one in which the problems that they're facing are not self-imposed; perhaps; if I made the music video for it, that's what it would be about.
Friday, January 12, 2018
Spoiler Alert: A New Hoax
OK... So I just thought that it would be a good idea to pre-emptively write the Star Wars 9th Episode everyone seems intent on being disappointed by.
This is just a preview, of my vision of the ultimate Ep9 movie. It's a pet project, and I guess I have about a day and a half to work on it, because the release is in about 23 months. Here it is: "A New Hoax"
So, the whole thing goes like this.
Kylo Ren decides that he doesn't give a fuck about the empire, but fears the repercussions of abandoning it, so he needs to disassemble it himself, and finds himself isolated from all potential allies.
Rey finds out that Kylo is her older brother, and that her parents hid her out of fear for her safety when she was about 6 and he was 14 and founded the Knights of Ren.
Luke does come back, mainly to tell Rey that Han and Leia didn't tell her that she was their daughter when they were alive because they didn't know how to at the time when they reunified.
Hmm...! Also Snoke comes back at an inopportune time and reveals that he's immortal and can't be killed. And that he's been there since the beginning of time and before all creatures and will be there until after the end of all creatures. That sort of thing. And Kylo's like, woah because he knows he's mortal and will never be immortal because he's never been able to communicate with his grandfather, but maybe there's a scene where Snoke tricks him into thinking that he was, when he wasn't. That sort of thing which drives Kylo to the point of being almost batty.
Like why did he want the map to Luke in 7? Because he was afraid of him being killed in his sleep, don't you think he'd feel comforted by the idea that his would-be assassin voluntarily hermited himself to an undisclosed location. Seemed kind of like a self imposed protective order.
The battles and stuff is not my department, but the overall story arch seems hard to grasp. I mean, Carrie Fisher is no longer with us. I'm going to say something kind of messed up but true: if they took out Princess Leia when the bridge exploded, instead of her floating back in, and kept Luke, there would be a few less plot gaps to fill in. I think Carrie would agree if she visited us as a force ghost.
This is just a preview, of my vision of the ultimate Ep9 movie. It's a pet project, and I guess I have about a day and a half to work on it, because the release is in about 23 months. Here it is: "A New Hoax"
So, the whole thing goes like this.
Kylo Ren decides that he doesn't give a fuck about the empire, but fears the repercussions of abandoning it, so he needs to disassemble it himself, and finds himself isolated from all potential allies.
Rey finds out that Kylo is her older brother, and that her parents hid her out of fear for her safety when she was about 6 and he was 14 and founded the Knights of Ren.
Luke does come back, mainly to tell Rey that Han and Leia didn't tell her that she was their daughter when they were alive because they didn't know how to at the time when they reunified.
Hmm...! Also Snoke comes back at an inopportune time and reveals that he's immortal and can't be killed. And that he's been there since the beginning of time and before all creatures and will be there until after the end of all creatures. That sort of thing. And Kylo's like, woah because he knows he's mortal and will never be immortal because he's never been able to communicate with his grandfather, but maybe there's a scene where Snoke tricks him into thinking that he was, when he wasn't. That sort of thing which drives Kylo to the point of being almost batty.
Like why did he want the map to Luke in 7? Because he was afraid of him being killed in his sleep, don't you think he'd feel comforted by the idea that his would-be assassin voluntarily hermited himself to an undisclosed location. Seemed kind of like a self imposed protective order.
The battles and stuff is not my department, but the overall story arch seems hard to grasp. I mean, Carrie Fisher is no longer with us. I'm going to say something kind of messed up but true: if they took out Princess Leia when the bridge exploded, instead of her floating back in, and kept Luke, there would be a few less plot gaps to fill in. I think Carrie would agree if she visited us as a force ghost.