Dreams of Roger Daltrey.
Tuesday, 16 September 2003 04:23![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
apollaI don't want to spam your friendslists (OK, that's a smidge of a lie) but I just had the weirdest moment... Let me explain.
This morning after I fell back to sleep (was woken early to sign some form thing. Woke up enough to make sure it was my mum giving me stuff to sign and not Satan, but other than that, have no idea...) I had the weirdest dream. I was at a tribute concert (not sure for who) and Roger Daltrey was there and we sang a duet of 'These Are The Days of Our Lives' by Queen, which leads me to suspect my subconscious dredged up my viewing of the Freddie concert the other week. (we had lovely harmonics going on, an' all). Or I'm having dream visions of the future.
This was cool enough- I like being visited by rock gods in my dreams, even if said rock god is a former Mod, but tonight during my usual 2am viewing of VH1 Classic, the bit from the concert of George Michael and Lisa Stansfield singing that very song was wedged between some shite by A-Ha and some other shite by U2 or something. How weird is that? If that video had been on a bunch of times, I wouldn't be surprised- Immigrant Song and Touch Me are often on, but I don't remember ever seeing this particular video on there- certainly not recently.
This all makes me more confident that I'm clearly psychic. Or mad. I am slightly worried now though- whose concert was it? If I was singing a Queen song, maybe it was another Freddie thing, but why so, and if not him, who? I don't want to go to sleep now for fear that I'll wake up and someone I love/idolise/worship will have died.
Once again, while chaos threatens other parts of the world in the form of a thing called Isobel, I'm worried about a stupid bloody dream I had.
Although: I still find it positively heartrending that the last words Freddie gave us on screen were "I still love you." The feeling, my darling Freddie, is always mutual.
This morning after I fell back to sleep (was woken early to sign some form thing. Woke up enough to make sure it was my mum giving me stuff to sign and not Satan, but other than that, have no idea...) I had the weirdest dream. I was at a tribute concert (not sure for who) and Roger Daltrey was there and we sang a duet of 'These Are The Days of Our Lives' by Queen, which leads me to suspect my subconscious dredged up my viewing of the Freddie concert the other week. (we had lovely harmonics going on, an' all). Or I'm having dream visions of the future.
This was cool enough- I like being visited by rock gods in my dreams, even if said rock god is a former Mod, but tonight during my usual 2am viewing of VH1 Classic, the bit from the concert of George Michael and Lisa Stansfield singing that very song was wedged between some shite by A-Ha and some other shite by U2 or something. How weird is that? If that video had been on a bunch of times, I wouldn't be surprised- Immigrant Song and Touch Me are often on, but I don't remember ever seeing this particular video on there- certainly not recently.
This all makes me more confident that I'm clearly psychic. Or mad. I am slightly worried now though- whose concert was it? If I was singing a Queen song, maybe it was another Freddie thing, but why so, and if not him, who? I don't want to go to sleep now for fear that I'll wake up and someone I love/idolise/worship will have died.
Once again, while chaos threatens other parts of the world in the form of a thing called Isobel, I'm worried about a stupid bloody dream I had.
Although: I still find it positively heartrending that the last words Freddie gave us on screen were "I still love you." The feeling, my darling Freddie, is always mutual.
