Sunday, January 18, 2015

moving to a small blue house with a huge pipe organ

well yesterday morning i woke up after dreaming for what seemed like days about zombies. there was literally too much to type it all up. today's dream was different.

we had moved to a small blue house in the downtown area. which was odd, because later when you looked out certain windows it was cornfields as far as the eye could see. inside the house was a lot of custom stucco. rounded entry-ways, curved edges, a long tunnel to the kitchen. the basement was small and unfinished. i could see it through a grate in the floor. i was bummed that the band didn't have a place to practice. the floors were all dark wood planks. it seemed kinda small. after being there a while i stumbled on a door i didn't remember being there. past the door was a large room off the main entry to the house. i think there was some furniture in one end. on the other end were two wooden doors about 30 feet tall. the handles were 15 feet in the air. somehow i got them opened and inside was a giant pipe organ looking thing. at first i didn't see any keys. then i started fidgeting with it and found them covered up. once i removed the cover i noticed all the keys on once side were black and the other side was white. above the normal row of keys was another smaller row, all brown. above those, in a semicircular pattern from left to right, were what looked like typewriter keys. each one had a small icon on the end, like a skull, or a pair of dice. i started pressing each one and they were various percussion sounds. handclap here, shaker, snare drum, etc. i'm pressing all the keys finally and making a racket. to the left of my foot are pedals to play chords.

suddenly my wife yells that dave grohl is there. he probably wants to shoot a video about the pipe organ. i ignore him and keep making noise with the thing. eventually he leaves and i am still at the organ. later i see through the window some kids carrying gear into a house. one of them comes to our porch and asks if we're going to call the cops on them if they have a loud house party. we laugh.

at some point we leave. when we come back there is a burgler in the house, but i'm in such a good mood, i don't recognize him as a burgler and start asking him questions. eventually i figure out that my wife is freaked out so i detain him. but i can't remember much else.

the end?

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