dream

Some tall skinny guy, that black guy Randy from american idol and myself were playing percussion. Every thing from vibes to kit. The tall skinny guy was brilliant and " trust me"was the only thing Randy said to me. Weirdness abounded, playing cymbals while they sat on snare heads etc. We did however recieve a standing ovation and in the dream, we sounded very cool.

Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music:--do I wake or sleep? Keats 1795-1821 "Ode to a Nightingale"