Another +LiVE+ Dream

This morning I dreamed +LiVE+ played a smaller club in Austin (smaller than La Zona Rosa) and they were playing during the commercial breaks in a TV show. The stage was about chest high and had no barrier or security moat. In the beginning while jostling for a spot near the center, some girls actually decided to sit up on the stage. Seeing them being so young and so bold and so inappropriate made me feel a bit pissed off and a bit jealous that I didn’t think of it first.

I was there watching the band then watching TV and when I looked up from the TV during the next commercial break, the band was gone, the audience was gone, everyone was gone. It was like waking up from a nap to find it’s turned from day to night — a little bit of a surprise, a little bit of a disappointment, but not a real shocker.I really had to go to the bathroom. This place was like someone’s home turned into a resort. Stage right was a hallway that led back to a large, home-style, handicapped bathroom. Everything was dark. I passed a bedroom where earlier there was a young boy on a computer (again in the dark) tossing a black kitten with his right hand. Now after the show, the computer monitor was still on but the kitten was playing alone on the floor and the boy was gone. I took care of business in the bathroom and was washing my hands when I heard someone saying “We need the priest RIGHT NOW.” It was CT speaking to the facility manager. When I peeked out of the bathroom, I saw a room across the hall with the door cracked slightly open and heard chanting something about the “first page of the book” or the “first step of the… (something)” I can’t remember. But it seemed that everyone in the band was in the room praying/chanting being led by the last-minute priest they found.

Then the dream faded and when it came back the scene was a little different. This time I finished business in the bathroom and was washing my hands when the entire band walked in there (it was an open door bathroom) including A, SW, and MG. I was so shocked to see them I knocked over the soap dispenser and spilled soap all over the floor. Every single one of them grabbed a paper towel and helped me mop up. I was on my hands and knees looking around at feet and I know I recognized CG’s feet because of the shower shoes and bloused, camouflage pant legs. I don’t know why the guys were in the bathroom in the first place, because as soon as the soap was cleaned, they all left except MG. He pulled me to him by my upper arms saying “I remember you from the other shows”. He was wearing a characteristic hoody sweatshirt and he smelled like stale cigarette smoke. Then he tried to kiss me. I was repulsed by his sudden grodiness but turned on by his forcefulness. It was an awkward, reluctant, unsatisfying kiss. Sometime during this part of the dream I looked at my watch and it was after 5am.

At some point (after the show??) I ran into Kat, but she was too busy booty shaking with some other girl-fans to stop and chat with me. At some other point I saw BMcG but she was standing stage left, I was standing stage right. Sometime after the show I was discussing the next night’s show with some people and suddenly realized I didn’t bring the tickets, and I must have gotten into that night’s show for free.

Everything in this dream, beginning middle and end, happened in near darkness. As if there were no lights on, but a bright glowing full moon inside the house.

There is some more about the Super 8/Comfort Inn I was staying at, the kids who were terrorizing the dining area, the snooty chef who was there to cook eggs, ham and cheese omelets, the weird asian conglomerate woman who checked me in.

There is also some more about driving around attached parking lots, and behind buildings, to drop some people off at their car or hotel.