Last night I was dreaming when all of a sudden it occurred to me that I was dreaming, and I could pretty much do whatever I wanted. I raised my arms up into the air and jumped. I flew through the air, high up into the clouds, and it was unbelievable. I was soaring over the world looking down at it. I was flying.
On a related note, one of the songs on Franz Ferdinand's new CD is called Lucid Dreams. I'm just saying. First Avenue, Minneapolis. April 28 at 8 p.m. $30 at the door or in advance. Eighteen and older. These guys are from Scotland. This is not going to happen very often. Live music. I crave this like a drug.
Anyone interested?
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