This morning, right
before waking, I had a dream that Billy Pilgrim offered me some tickets to a
concert he was also attending. Grizzled and I decided to go. The concert ended up being held at my
hometown’s community theater. The Little Theater, as it’s known, was formerly a
church. Although pews have been replaced, there are still relics of from its
previous life. I was curious who we were going to see… who on earth would bring
Billy Pilgrim to this small venue!?! Knowing the area, I was guessing it wasn't going to be Henry Rollins.
As
we took our seats, I realized that BP was Michael McDonald. I can’t say that I
ever pictured him like that. He was seated next to Allison Janney who appeared
to be his wife. Grizzled took the seat in front of us and happened to be seated
next to Queen Latifah. They seemed to be having a nice conversation, about
what, I have no idea, but they were busy chatting.
The
band was taking awhile to start and I was tired so I flipped up the armrests
like you would in an airplane and decided to lie down. I had my eyes closed,
but could hear various conversations. Allison would not be quiet and was
recounting every detail of our surroundings. I kept thinking I know these
surroundings, please be quiet, I just want to sleep. BP was discussing the
band. He was saying that this band was known for other music, but was trying to
give it a go as a rock band.
I
heard the band come on stage and start warming up. They were really off, but
then again, they were warming up. I was still lying down, thinking I could get
some sleep, wondering why there were so many open seats when the first song
started.They
were playing “Take it Easy”!!! I opened my eyes. Oh my God! It was the Eagles!! BP hates the Eagles!
And
then I woke up.
Yeah, I'd bet the Eagles couldn't make it as a rock band.
Otherwise, I don't know quite what to say. except for the Michael McDonald part:
Why does Jennifer hate me?
I will say, though, that I am usually going to small venues. Very few bands will pull me into the Barns or Sheds.
Posted by: billy pilgrim | October 24, 2007 at 07:20 AM
Ain't nothin' wrong with being Michael McDonald in some woman's dreams, BP.
Or....
.....maybe there is if all she wanted to do was sleep.
Posted by: blue girl | October 24, 2007 at 08:00 AM
LOL!!! :)
Posted by: Jennifer | October 24, 2007 at 08:04 AM
I don't like the Eagles and after one verse I end up clicking the little "promoted video" link to the side and learn about Ripe TV and Yoga Dudes.
Your fault.
Posted by: Idyllopus | October 24, 2007 at 08:07 AM
I love magical comment thread fairies!
:)
Posted by: blue girl | October 24, 2007 at 09:18 AM
Damn, the Eagles are playing community theatre gigs nowadays?
I wonder if Latifah got up and jammed with them?
Posted by: Dan Leo | October 24, 2007 at 10:22 AM
I WONDER IF THIS TYPE OF DREAM HAS A NAME???
NY Lawfirm will be in touch.
Posted by: Pinko Punko | October 24, 2007 at 10:49 AM
I think I'd go Eagles over Michael McDonald and/or the Doobie Brothers.
Maybe you had too much chocolate to eat before bed.
~Oswegan
Posted by: Oswegan | October 24, 2007 at 12:29 PM
I'm starting to feel as if my good name is being besmirched; what with being associated with McDonald and the Eagles and all these MOR soft rock poo-heads.
Posted by: billy pilgrim | October 24, 2007 at 12:51 PM
I couldn't help but think of 40 Year Old Virgin:
"If I hear 'Yah Mo B There' one more time, Yah Mo burn this place to the ground!"
Posted by: Brando | October 24, 2007 at 12:52 PM
ooo. The New Left is BITCHY.
Posted by: billy pilgrim | October 24, 2007 at 12:59 PM
I realized that BP was Michael McDonald.
Can't. stop. laughing.
"if I hear "Yah Mo B There" one more time, "Yah Mo" burn this place to the ground."
Posted by: Kathleen | October 24, 2007 at 01:01 PM
OMG Brando. We are so blog twins.
Posted by: Kathleen | October 24, 2007 at 01:03 PM
I always pictured BP looking like Don Henley.
Posted by: blue girl | October 24, 2007 at 01:12 PM
Damn, the Eagles are playing community theatre gigs nowadays?
Dan- apparently so. As Grizzled would say, they must be out of drug money. As for Latifah jamming, I don't recall. I believe she and Grizzled we deep in a conversation about the history of salt.
Pinko!! I'm sorry!! It was early and I couldn't access the Celeb Cameo Dream line!
Kathleen and Brando- Grizzled would not stop talking about "Yah Mo B There" this morning.
Oswegan- it is Halloween time. That wouldn't be a stretch.
BG- you know who I used to think of when reading BP comments? The actor who ended up being the killer in TAG: The Assassination Game. I can't think who it was, but that was the face that always came to mind. I have no idea why. But now... now I picture him looking like Yah Mo Pilgrim.
Posted by: Jennifer | October 24, 2007 at 01:29 PM
Ya know.... I think I'm missing AG.
I'm gonna go hang with Snag. MAybe we can kill something.
Posted by: billy pilgrim | October 24, 2007 at 02:28 PM
I'd make a very unsettling Michael McDonald.
Don fuckin Henley, watching us all
watching, watching alla time
Well it's a chili dog shame
it's like poo-headed lame
So if your luck runs low
Just reach out and smack that doggy hinder!
[Chorus:]
Yah mo be stoned (up and down)
Yah mo be drunk (in an out)
Yah mo be boned (on an on an on)
Yah mo be crunk (arrrgh n merrrrfff)
Moose's tail y'all.
Never find a gas station in the night
Gas in the darkness
Pushing the car, over Don,
'cause it's a long hard road
That leads to a Kwik-Trip! (hey!)
My donuts, they got cold
Just reach out take this jelly, this jelly!
[Chorus]
Dollars and hamsters, brother
'cause we're all just looking for meat
Looking for a sandwich, mustard
People got to keep putting on, no mayo
There's a puddle up ahead
Yah mo be mine (I made it!).
Well it's a dog-gone shame
But it's all kind of indeterminate
So after the show, let's all go
And we'll all drink Jagermeister.
Posted by: billy pilgrim | October 24, 2007 at 03:05 PM
Slow day, BP?
My favorite part of the lyrics?
arrrgh n merrrrfff!
Posted by: Jennifer | October 24, 2007 at 03:20 PM
Geez, BP. So touchy.
I was gonna say....BP reminds me of a cross between Don Henley and Peter Frampton.
Does that make you feel better?
Posted by: blue girl | October 24, 2007 at 03:27 PM
For Billy Pilgrim.
/raising lit lighter.....
Posted by: blue girl | October 24, 2007 at 03:31 PM
I was thinking a cross between Slim Whitman and Zamfir with just a little Boxcar Willie thrown in.
Posted by: Jennifer | October 24, 2007 at 03:32 PM
How's this!
Posted by: Jennifer | October 24, 2007 at 03:36 PM
Jennifer, Did you eat anything unusual before having this dream? Mushroom risotto maybe? I have a recurring dream that's all music. Charles Mingus' "Theme for Lester Young," aka "Good-bye Pork Pie Hat" is the whole scenario. I'm usually in there somewhere just going along with the chase. But then I haven't attended many concerts except those where my kids were playing saxophone. That's not why I dream about the song, though. I've had the dream since college. But the Eagles? Must have been something you ate.
Of course, I eat mushroom risotto about once a month for whatever that's worth.
Posted by: Kathleen Maher | October 24, 2007 at 07:58 PM
And then BP ran calling, "Wildfire."
Come on over man, we'll kill us some meat.
Posted by: Snag | October 24, 2007 at 08:13 PM
Risotto. Is that what the kids are calling it these days?
Posted by: fish | October 24, 2007 at 08:45 PM
And then BP ran calling, "Wildfire."
LOL.
Posted by: blue girl | October 25, 2007 at 04:43 AM
If Michael frickin McDonald and Don Henley can do it, so can I....
http://empireofthesenseless.blogspot.com/2007/10/classic-rot.html
Posted by: billy pilgrim | October 25, 2007 at 10:24 AM
"Risotto. Is that what the kids are calling it these days?"
:)
Grasshopper- mushroom risotto sounds wonderful. I think I can only blame my dreams on early Halloween, fun size candy bars.
Snag... Snag, Snag, Snag....
Posted by: Jennifer | October 25, 2007 at 10:58 AM
This is pretty out there, Jennifer. I have not had any decent dreams because I keep getting elbowed in the back.
Posted by: Chuckles | October 26, 2007 at 09:29 AM
I forgot to add:
"by Helob."
To that sentence. Or something.
Posted by: Chuckles | October 26, 2007 at 09:30 AM