Tuesday, April 12, 2005
Dreams
Last night I had a dream about Henry Rollins.
Contrary to what you might think by this, the punk rocker/actor/poet/TV host's natural expression, in my dream he was not screaming and beating me into submission while demons feasted upon my soul. It was somehow a little stranger than that. In my dream, Henry actually looked somewhat like this:
Which is to say he kinda looked like this:
And even a little like this:
In my dream, Henry Rollins had become a raspy-voiced Top 40 singer from the 80s, though he didn't quite have the Richard Marx hair. Rollins was singing a power ballad that's still stuck in my head about how he used to laugh at guys like Richard Marx and Don Henley for being such unbelievably sappy sell-outs until one day he realized the pain that these MOR singers had tucked away inside them. So Henry identified with them and soon became one of them, singing in a very non-Henry crooner sort of way and making black and white videos about regret.
One day scientists have to invent a machine that downloads dreams, because this one was very interesting, to me anyway. And the song was quite catchy as well.
Contrary to what you might think by this, the punk rocker/actor/poet/TV host's natural expression, in my dream he was not screaming and beating me into submission while demons feasted upon my soul. It was somehow a little stranger than that. In my dream, Henry actually looked somewhat like this:
Which is to say he kinda looked like this:
And even a little like this:
In my dream, Henry Rollins had become a raspy-voiced Top 40 singer from the 80s, though he didn't quite have the Richard Marx hair. Rollins was singing a power ballad that's still stuck in my head about how he used to laugh at guys like Richard Marx and Don Henley for being such unbelievably sappy sell-outs until one day he realized the pain that these MOR singers had tucked away inside them. So Henry identified with them and soon became one of them, singing in a very non-Henry crooner sort of way and making black and white videos about regret.
One day scientists have to invent a machine that downloads dreams, because this one was very interesting, to me anyway. And the song was quite catchy as well.
