So last night . . . well, I guess really early this morning (I took the dog out around 5:00 am and then fell back asleep for a couple of hours) . . . I had the freakiest dream, and hey . . . it's Thanksgiginv Day and I have nothing better to do, so thought I'd write about it here on TFN.
In the dream, my wife (Bailey Skystaff), my daughter, me, and Beau Hindman all went to a really interesting Austin Texas Dive. The Dive was pretty small, and in my dream I vividly remeber the yellowing walls that were painted to look like they were yellowing . . . outside of that it was very clean and new, without smell. The first thing I noticed was a man playing a cool keyboard set with electronic hand drums. The music was this really cool glitchy electro that was played very quietly. It was like that because not only the size of the venue made it so that it had to be played softly, but it was meant for that particular venue -- it fit the room perfectly. Off to the side of the keyboardist/drummer was a man with longer wavy hair who began scratching on a record some really lo-fi, quiet scratch beats.
In the dream I was really grooving on the scene. I remember that Beau stood up and helped reposition a CD folder that was near the drummer that was starting to fall to the floor due to the vibrations from playing. My daughter left the room for a moment and I looked back after her and then looked back at the show. By this time, the guy who was scratching the record had moved over to the right wall besides where they had set up their keyboards and DJ stuff. On this wall was a series of toys that had been modified somewhat to be part of the show musically, and the DJ then began to work on an ipad type of instrument and he was playing this kind of clown music. He turned to face the audience and started making a winding motion to his neck like he was winding up the toy to play while simultaneously making a circling "this is coo-coo" motion to his head, which was really funny in the dream, and the audience gave him a good laugh for his theatrics. At the moment when the DJ turned around to face the audience, we locked eyes and . . . it was none other than Michael Action Smith, the CEO from Mind Candy -- the company that makes Moshi Monsters.
And then I woke up.
DUDE VIVID DREAMS LIKE THIS FREAK ME OUT!
I think the hand drums came from watching this video last night on YouTube
He does these hand drum things at 20 seconds and 35 seconds that I think stuck with me in the dream.
I've sent Beau a couple of emails lately, and he's just a really nice guy. Perhaps my brain was just like . . . hey . . . it'd be cool to go to an event with Beau, like we did back at GDC Austin way back with his wife Leala.
The surprise of the dream was the inclusion of Michael Action Smith. LOL. I don't even know why . . . but have you seen how cool the Moshi Monster offices are?
(My co-workers would most likely find working here annoying, but I love the concept and his attitudes behind it -- those British peeps are kooky like that)
Whew . . . thanks for the brain dump . . . kind of wish that dream was real in a way. LOL. It'd make for a great show and a great story, so, Beau, if Michael Action Smith ever comes in concert with a toy glitch band, I'm calling you up.