Farewell, and Farewell Again
A dream I HAD to document.
First, the real life backstory: I went to Brandmeier's Farewell to the Loons concert on February 8, 1983 with my parents, sister, Cait, and Kim. We seperated from my parents and sister to look for a place to sit. The only place the three of us could find was the top step of an off escalator. My view was blocked by the bottom of the second floor. I could only see everyone on stage from the waist down. Meanwhile, my parents and sister found a place at the railing of the second floor to get a great view of the show.
After the show, we went to a record store in the mall. I bought "Life's Been Good" on an Elektra Spun Gold label, Cait bought Laura Branigan "Gloria." Then we met up with my parents.
The dream:
This morning I had a dream that 2021 me went back to the Farewell to the Loons concert with Tulla. I, of course, was enjoying it. I think Tulla was there just because she liked seeing me enjoy things. Without living through the KZZP Brandmeier years, you're just not gonna get the full impact. Like your grandparents telling you what Beatlemania was like in '64.
In the dream I was looking around the concert area at Fiesta Mall wondering why the crowd was so thin. I was there in 1983 and the mall was packed with Loons. I have video of the concert to back up the huge crowd. Yet, here I am again back at February 8, 1983. Where are all the people?
I had floor seats this time. I looked around for the escalator to see if I could see my 13 year-old self sitting on the top step of that off escalator with Cait, and Kim. But there was no escalator. Just a staircase with people freely walking up and down it.
I was confused. How can this be? The crowd should be much bigger. There should be an escalator there with me, Cait, and Kim sitting at the top.
But...nope.
We watched the rest of the show. At some point Tulla disappeared, and 2021 me and 2021 Cait made our way through the crowd to leave.
Remembering that in 1983 the three of us stopped at a record store to buy some singles before meeting up with my family, I suggested that me and Cait go to that record store and watch our 13 year-old selves from a safe distance.
She gave me a look like that's not such a good idea, but agreed. As long as we didn't interact with our younger selves.
We went, we meandered through the record store keeping an eye out for us at 13.
I made a crack, "What if we bought "Life's Been Good" and "Gloria" before us at 13 did." tee hee. Just a small temporal interference joke. What harm could that do?
Cait gave me a cranky "DON'T" look. You never know what submicroscopic change in the timeline could balloon into major changes 38 years later.
Our younger selves didn't show up before the dream fizzled out. I was disappointed.
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