GIMME SOME OF THAT GOOD STUFF
LOL. Last night I dreamt I was in the B52's, I was one of the male members, hopefully I was guitarist Ricky Wilson (RIP) who is some of the most perfect dream date material to ever ply six strings:
We were playing a basement show, shimmying along, when I noticed the percussion & female vocals had stopped. Walking back to find out what was happening I saw that both Katie Pierson (who you may remember dueted with Iggy Pop on the wonderful Candy) & Cindy Wilson (sister of dreamy Ricky) had abandoned their posts. Furious, I marched to the dressing room & banged on the door, "Girls, what the hell are you doing, we're playing a show?!"
"Go away," replied a shrill, somewhat slurred voice.
"What are you doing in there? You have to get back on stage?"
"Just leave us alone for a minute!" came the response. At this point in the dream I recognised the voice to be that of Cindy, this was very specific:
"YOU HAVE TO PLAY THE SHOW," I continued, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
"Maybe I'm high. Maybe I'm fucking high," she answered, sobbing in a weary, defeated tone. I hung my head, crestfallen that heroin had taken a hold of these bright young things.
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*Footnote: I really don't think any of the B52's ever had a drug problem. Bless their beehives & polyster socks. Cheque out this clip! Look at Ricky Wilson on guitar in the background! *Love*
We were playing a basement show, shimmying along, when I noticed the percussion & female vocals had stopped. Walking back to find out what was happening I saw that both Katie Pierson (who you may remember dueted with Iggy Pop on the wonderful Candy) & Cindy Wilson (sister of dreamy Ricky) had abandoned their posts. Furious, I marched to the dressing room & banged on the door, "Girls, what the hell are you doing, we're playing a show?!"
"Go away," replied a shrill, somewhat slurred voice.
"What are you doing in there? You have to get back on stage?"
"Just leave us alone for a minute!" came the response. At this point in the dream I recognised the voice to be that of Cindy, this was very specific:
"YOU HAVE TO PLAY THE SHOW," I continued, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
"Maybe I'm high. Maybe I'm fucking high," she answered, sobbing in a weary, defeated tone. I hung my head, crestfallen that heroin had taken a hold of these bright young things.
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*Footnote: I really don't think any of the B52's ever had a drug problem. Bless their beehives & polyster socks. Cheque out this clip! Look at Ricky Wilson on guitar in the background! *Love*