Greg Dulli Makes Me Want To Be His Girlfriend

The Twilight Singers show was last night. I don't know what it is about him but I am so in love with Greg Dulli. I think I've mentioned this before, how I can fall in love with a songwriter because they are so fucking brilliant. It's how the words are all interwoven. How they fit with each other. It also has something to do with the timber and cadence of his voice (see Dave Sardy). I think, on the other hand, that it makes me wish I had someone who wrote songs like that for me. Misty mentioned that he looked like a townie from Chicago, and I might admit here that I also love townie-looking-men. Heh.

I missed the first band, Jeff Klein -- who was totally cute with his goth-boy hair and turquoise guitar but was later dimished in my eyes when I saw his ho GF. I saw most of the second band, After Hours. At first, even though I liked the big guitar sound, I thought they were a little pretentious what with the cop-sunglass-wearing-bassist, the moustachioed viloinist, the dangerously-close-to-dreads-guitarist, the frickin' death-metal-woodwind-instrument player and the goddamned candleabra on the amp...but then I found out they were from Italy and it kinda excused all the eye rolling options because, Europeans? Sometimes they just don't know any better.

The Twilight Singers completely rocked for me, oddly enough since I don't own any of their records, I'm not sure why that is, and therefore am not extremely familiar with any of their songs. Though, when Bagel Ted plays them on Bagel Radio, I instantly know who it is. The Great American had on their calendar that Mark Lanegan was on the bill and I almost thought that him showing up wouldn't happen since I couldn't imagine he might tour with or come to SF for the opportunity to play with TS and then not come out til the encore. But that is what happened. Of course Lanegan rocks, even if he is just standing there. But when he sings? Awesome Mark Lanegan = The Voice. And thank you for growing your hair back.

I bought a shirt.

The Dream
This morning I woke up way before my alarm but not before the climax of my dream. I dreamt that I was pregnant but that a test came back positive for a possible birth defect. I was there with my boyfriend/husband who I didn't recognize from real life. I hardly saw his face. Though he had blond-ish short hair, was wearing a red-ish t-shirt with a long sleeved shirt underneath, faded black jeans and a chain wallet. I was laying back in a dentist like chair and the nurse was explaining that they needed to redo the test to see if they got the same results and then I would find out if my baby was ok or not. This test required a giant needle being stuck into my stomach so they could draw blood from the fetus. I was freaking out, to say the least, but not more than my boyfriend/husband who was off the wall. There was a TV in this doctors office and he was totally fixated on this music video. It was a Death Metal band. More like Sepultura than Opeth or maybe Slayer since I woke up think singing: "Reign in blood, bow to the kingdom of the damned." (Those aren't actually the lyrics, by the way). The music in the video and the screaming of the singer was perfectly matching what was going on inside my head and was freaking me out. I turned toward my boyfriend/husband and said: "If you don't turn that off now, I am going to kick your ass!" Then he moved next to me and held my hand and I waited for the needle to go in.

Then I woke up. And I, um, felt kinda weird. There were so many feeling going on in that dream, mostly fear of the unknown and knowing that I would have to make some huge decisions. Maybe sadness. Maybe dread. But also love.

FYI -- To dream that you are pregnant, symbolizes an aspect of yourself or some aspect of your personal life that is growing and developing. You may not be ready to talk about it or act on it. This may also represent the birth of a new idea, direction, project or goal