surreality: my subconscious at work

This past year for SXSW, Jen and I happened to wander into the ReadyMade Rocks Party seeking warmth and fun crafts. Fortunately the party offered a sanctuary from the shocking outdoor chill, and the event (to our pleasant surprise) introduced us to a band that quickly won us over....which made up for the lack in actual crafts.

Something about the cozy haven of the Beauty Bar Annex at Palm Door, combined with the mellow tunes of Everest, really struck a cord with me. When Everest started singing "Rebels in the Roses," I couldn't help but glance around and notice how hypnotic the entire scene was:  the people in their coats and scarves casually scattered around the room, all moving in rhythm with the music...and there was just something about the setting (the white board walls, exposed beam ceilings, light-infused windows and wood floors) in conjunction with the song that made it all hauntingly beautiful.

Obviously, the song made an impression on me...so much so, that it has managed to infiltrate my subconscious thoughts...

I recently had a dream that was pretty much all about this song. In the dream, I was walking through a suburban neighborhood...it was a beautiful sun-drenched day soaked in sepia tones...there were people walking their dogs down the street, various bicyclists cruising along, guys outside tinkering with their cars, families doing yard work, kids playing in sprinklers, etc...

BUT everyone in the dream (regardless of what they were doing) was either singing or humming the song "Rebels in the Roses"....and it was even more eerie considering that there was no background music...it was all acapella (and on-pitch).   I was walking down the street in a trance-like state...completely confused by the entire situation. I distinctly remember internally questioning how everyone knew the song, and why everyone seemed to be singing it at this exact moment. However I was in awe that everyone was singing in unison, and equally excited that they did know the song. Just as I started to ration out (still in my dream) that I merely had to be daydreaming (since I seemed so removed and alienated from the spontaneous performance), a little boy came running by me and he looked directly me at me as he sang the line,  "Can you come out, I'm outside, can you hurry?"

The dream ended with everyone stopping their activities and turning to me as they hummed the last few bars of the song. When I woke up, I had to convince myself that it hadn't really happened...

ps - Just in case you're curious about the song, I posted a video of it below...but I truly don't feel like it does the song justice. Of course, many times, things are much cooler in my head than they actually are in real life....and I'm ok with that. :)