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« Reply #165 on: 17:11:59, 21-08-2007 » |
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Argggggggh - had one of those periodic snakes dreams last night.
How profoundly unpleasant! I hope that this will be the last such that you have. I'm not being funny, but you don't suppose, do you, that a disturbance of dream patterns might in part be a consequence of your giving up smoking? (how's tha going, by the way?)... Well he said they were periodic and seemed to indicate that this was rather reasonably timed, so it doesn't seem that he has given any evidence from which you can infer that he has had any such irregularities.
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« Reply #166 on: 19:52:26, 21-08-2007 » |
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I'm not being funny, but you don't suppose, do you, that a disturbance of dream patterns might in part be a consequence of your giving up smoking? (how's tha going, by the way?)... Best,
Alistair
An acquaintance who was a very heavy smoker is on some tablets from her GP to help her stop smoking and these are giving her very odd and sometimes disturbing dreams. I'm wondering now what these tablets actually do as I'd never before heard of smokers being prescribed medication to help them quit.
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Merely corroborative detail, intended to give artistic verisimilitude to an otherwise bald and unconvincing narrative.
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« Reply #167 on: 20:21:23, 21-08-2007 » |
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A known side effect of nicotine patches is possible nightmares. Googling "nicotine patch nightmares" gives plenty of links.
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« Reply #168 on: 00:01:45, 22-08-2007 » |
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I had a musical dream some weeks ago. I dreamed I was in a music theatre, watching an opera in the front seats, in the company of my singing teacher and other familiar people from music class. The images of the opera were rather vague, but it was French, and the lightning was blurry purple and green. After the first act, I realised in horror that I was expected to participate in Act Two, in a rather weighty jeune premier baritone role. I was hurried in the wings - thinking that even though I hadn't studied the part, I would pull myself through somehow. I found the vocal score backstage, and was imagining how I would sing the role a prima vista and still somehow survive and give a credible perfomance. But given my weak sight reading abilities, I soon realised the venture was impossible. My singing teacher came backstage, disappointed, telling me: "Always learn the notes in advance, dear boy, always learn the notes in advance."
Seems like sound advise to me, but I'm lost for the meaning of this dream. Am I to study more?
What I really found fascinating, is that I woke up and still had a sort of mental 'picture' of the music - it was French, erotic, beguiling, with exotic harmonies - strings, harp, a high floating English horn - a bit like a French Richard Strauss...
Has anybody of the Member-Composers dreamt music?
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« Reply #169 on: 00:07:22, 22-08-2007 » |
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Every now and then. Whenever I try to write it down in the morning it is invariably extremely banal despite the fact that it sounded fabulous in the dream.
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'is this all we can do?' anonymous student of the University of Berkeley, California quoted in H. Draper, 'The new student revolt' (New York: Grove Press, 1965) http://www.myspace.com/itensemble
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« Reply #170 on: 00:18:54, 22-08-2007 » |
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In the same vein, have you ever noticed how when you're drunk, everything you say is of momentous, world-shattering import. But you can't make anybody else understand you
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« Reply #171 on: 00:22:12, 22-08-2007 » |
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Absolutely. Letters just get jumbled up wetween bords...
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« Reply #172 on: 11:03:34, 22-08-2007 » |
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You were reading the John Culshaw thread...
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« Reply #173 on: 11:06:45, 22-08-2007 » |
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I dreamt that I was singing in a rehearsal last night. It was some kind of male-voice Tudor responsary being rehearsed in my old college chapel. There weren't enough copies and the standard of sight-reading wasn't terribly high. People kept on milling around and no-one seemed to be quite in charge. I woke up when, instead of an alto entry, I heard a car horn outside.
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« Reply #174 on: 11:08:21, 22-08-2007 » |
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« Reply #175 on: 11:14:22, 22-08-2007 » |
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It was an appropriate pitch as well (though the intonation left something to be desired)
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« Reply #176 on: 11:33:00, 22-08-2007 » |
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...just like an alto....
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« Reply #177 on: 13:17:11, 22-08-2007 » |
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rather disturbing...
I had to go down to reception / front office or something where the girls were comparing busts and my very unpleasant former supervisor was bare-chested! Not a sight for the faint-hearted!
Paging Doctors Freud, Jung and Frankenstein!
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« Reply #178 on: 14:22:29, 22-08-2007 » |
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I've got a bit better at remembering dreams recently. The other night I dreamt up a really good track for Alison Goldfrapp to record on her next album. I don't remember the tune now, but it did have a thunderous Neu!-style one-note bassline.
Last night I dreamt that a freak tsunami wave was about to engulf the UK. We had about 45 minutes warning to clear out any valuables from our houses (my parents' old house actually) and get to higher ground. But even when the wave was visible at the end of the garden and approaching fast I still couldn't find a pair of shoes.
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« Reply #179 on: 09:27:23, 23-08-2007 » |
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Last night's dream was actually this morning's (sometime between 6:30 and 7:50).
I queued up (at the end of a queue of children who were going to see something like Harry Potter) to get on a train in a train station that I have dreamed before on a few occasions (though I don't think it actually exists, it's probably an amalgam). By the time that I got to the destination, everything had changed and I was at a formal dinner (it was some kind of college reunion but I have a feeling that between being on the train and this it was the new music residential course that I dreamed a few nights ago). It was my old college dining hall except different. For one thing, a tumultuous stream was rushing past the window, and since it was raining hard, the levels were getting higher and the stream was racing faster by the minute. The high table entered and we all applauded. We all had candles on the tables, but for some reason we never lit them. There was strange confusion between high table and the rest of the hall - we were asked to do one thing (e.g. light the candles) but people did something else (e.g. toast the high table). I was sat between two old friends who haven't spoken to each other since they split up. I realised that as the waters were getting higher, the trains were going to be cancelled and we were probably going to have to stay the night.
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