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Fri, Nov. 13th, 2009 12:00 am
i had a dream where I hung out with momus...

Did I ever appear in one of your dreams?



If so, today's your chance to tell the world about it.

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chickensnack
chickensnack
Brian
Thu, Nov. 12th, 2009 10:55 pm (UTC)

I PROBABLY HAVE. Though I don't remember specifically.

This is interesting because the other day I had a dream about Jeff Goldblum and right when I woke up for some reason I thought "There should be a website where you can inform celebrities that you had a dream involving them and they can check it out if they're curious." Then I realized that would probably lead to a lot of really creepy stuff being posted. MAYBE this LJ entry can be a beta test for the service.


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imomus
imomus
imomus
Thu, Nov. 12th, 2009 11:05 pm (UTC)

You know, I have a feeling that this word "creepy" -- which is clearly, on the internet, one of the worst things you can be -- will see a transvaluation the way the word "queer" or the word "bad" did. I noticed myself doing it in my show with Aki Sasamoto in May -- I'd say:

"Oh, "creepy, creepy stalker" they say. Well what's wrong with being a stalker? Sherlock Holmes, Lord Peter Wimsey, Hercule Poirot, they were all stalkers, helping rid the world of crime!"

There was also something of this going on in Letterman's TV "confession" that he'd done "creepy things".

The "transvaluation treadmill" is set in motion by a certain over-vehemence against things which are, in fact, fairly widespread behaviours. It's almost like a market correction; all it takes is for someone brave to reclaim and redefine the word and the destigmatization begins.

Anyway, if people feel bad about what pops up in their dreams ("calling Sister Midnight, what can I do about my dreams?"), they can always go Anon.


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pete23
pete23
pete23
Thu, Nov. 12th, 2009 11:17 pm (UTC)

unseen, I must admit I dreamed of you recently.

we appreciated good artwork. you were from Berlin. a piss stained wanking tramp. you left me on a promise of meths.

so it goes.

the artwork we viewed was beyond anything I have experienced, but I know it was the brain's hollow firing.


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imomus
imomus
imomus
Thu, Nov. 12th, 2009 11:34 pm (UTC)

Piss-stained meth-stinking wank-tramps are due to get shit hot soon. I mean, they're so over-reviled right now, things can only swing in their favour from this point on.


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(Anonymous)
Thu, Nov. 12th, 2009 11:34 pm (UTC)

i had a dream: you're walking around berlin wrapped up in an old towel. you look depressed and i ask "momie babes you look fabulous, why so glum?" you tell me nick land had proved to you that free will, rationality and human agency are all lies on all levels and life is a deterministic sequence of non-events destined to play out until you die: there can be no joy, no new discoveries, no love... the worst part of all was that you can't even commit suicide because that isn't part of the predetermined sequence.

i say "chill, bro. i've know this since i was 9, it's all part of the program, son. but i can free your mind, allowing you to break out of the loop." your eyes light up, you say "you saying that... that wasn't part of the sequence, i don't know what's going to happen next, but i can tell if an event isn't part afterwards, please, tell me!"

so i pull down my american apperel black corduroy slim slacks, and where my penis should be, instead there's the mutant from the taxi driver's belly from total recall. it says "QUAID, OPEN YOUR MIND" and you start making out with it, whimpering and jibbering as it's smily skin rubs all over your crazed face.

you look up at me with wild eyes, "thankyou, jamal, thankyou, with all of my heart!" and you carry on making out with the parasite mutant until i acheive the most intense orgasm in the history of mankind and shreik into the sky, beams of light pouring out of my eyes and mouth, as i vibrate and berlin shakes to my special frequency, THE FREQUENCY OF ULTIMATE JUSTICE

- jamal


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imomus
imomus
imomus
Fri, Nov. 13th, 2009 12:04 am (UTC)


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(Anonymous)
Thu, Nov. 12th, 2009 11:37 pm (UTC)

i had an erotic one once, of the kind in which you spend most of the time feeling the touch of skin (i’m a dude). i forgot the details though :(

also when i am almost sleeping i sometimes try to access the internet mentally, before realizing it’s folly. and the sites i “read” are wikipedia and click opera.


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dogsolitude_v2
dogsolitude_v2
dogsolitude_v2
Fri, Nov. 13th, 2009 11:02 am (UTC)

also when i am almost sleeping i sometimes try to access the internet mentally, before realizing it’s folly.

So it's not just me then... Thank you! That's one of the most reassuring thing's I've read in a while...


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athenais
Lucy Huntzinger
Thu, Nov. 12th, 2009 11:45 pm (UTC)

You appear in my dreams regularly as an observer, silent but watchful. You are the guru who will not teach me, but insists I can teach myself. In my dreams, I tell you that's a lot for one artist to take on, being a dream guru, but you never seem worried by it. You usually vanish like the Cheshire cat.


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(Anonymous)
Fri, Nov. 13th, 2009 12:08 am (UTC)
Dream Opera

Consulting my dream log... twice!

On December 19, 2007 I dreamt that you and I were collaborating on a book written in leaves.

On March 14, 2009 I dreamt that you blogged about me (all positive), but I was scared to read the comments.

Other celebrity cameos over the years:

October 9, 2005: Dreamt I was at David Bowie's funeral. Mick Jagger was delivering a eulogy.

May 31, 2007: Dreamt I was sitting next to Bono in a car. The Edge was driving. I tell Bono that I had two dreams about him earlier this month. (Which was true. I love it when dreams get all meta.)

June 17, 2007: Dreamt I was a QB on a college football team (I've never played football in my life). I throw a 50 yard touchdown pass and when I make it back to the sideline, Dustin Hoffman gives me a hug.

January 20, 2009: Dreamt that Barack Obama and I held hands. I'm pretty sure this was his first appearance in my dreams. He was driving in a motorcade that was slowly making its way down a desert highway. I was driving in the opposite direction, slowly approaching Obama's motorcade. As our cars passed, windows open, Barack reached his hand out to me. I grasped his hand, and we must have held hands for ten seconds before we were pulled apart.

June 22, 2009: Dreamt I was watching Sonic Youth play in a very small space. Lee Renaldo asks me not to use a flash, and then points to the roll of film that inexplicably fell out of my digital camera and onto the floor.

July 12, 2009: Dreamt I was having a conversation with the members of Yo La Tengo. They were taking cover requests. I ask them to play Satie's Gymnopédies, which later in my dream they do.

July 24, 2009: Dreamt Obama was giving a press conference in which all he did was funny impressions.

~Adam


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count_vronsky
count_vronsky
Fri, Nov. 13th, 2009 12:08 am (UTC)

Nope. Never have. Sorry.


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(Anonymous)
Fri, Nov. 13th, 2009 01:03 am (UTC)
Rush to Danger

You never appeared in my dreams , but Matilda did x


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number18
number18
unknown
Fri, Nov. 13th, 2009 01:35 am (UTC)

(I had to make sure I posted about this on my LJ before writing here!) The dream with you and I having a fine, silent time at the art museum was one of the most pleasant I had in long while! Usually I don't remember dreams at all, so it was funny that this one was (1) not a nightmare, and (2) with a person I only know through his presence on the Internet - aka "celebrity."

I'm so tickled at the ways information can be worked now! What also may be "creepy" is that I recently began following a European artist/curator girl on Flickr (random discovery), who I eventually saw was an acquaintance of yours. No doubt this influenced the setting of the dream...

Anyway, a direct hello from one distant net admirer~


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imomus
imomus
imomus
Fri, Nov. 13th, 2009 01:45 am (UTC)

with a person I only know through his presence on the Internet - aka "celebrity."

If that's the definition of a celebrity, then you're one for me too! (Plus I like your street fashion blog!)

Curious now about who the artist/curator girl is!


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(Anonymous)
Fri, Nov. 13th, 2009 02:01 am (UTC)

You were in my dream a couple nights ago.

I had just left a smashing party with the Gallagher brothers... and we decided to not let the evening end and continue doing drugs.. so we went back to the Creation office..and so.. I'm there fellating both of them..and.. this fax slowly comes in on the fax machine.. and it turned out it was from you! asking to get back on the label. we all had a good laugh at that.. well, i tried to laugh, but my mouth was full.


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imomus
imomus
imomus
Fri, Nov. 13th, 2009 02:16 am (UTC)

Chucklepoints awarded: 9.


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(Anonymous)
Fri, Nov. 13th, 2009 02:25 am (UTC)

Good timing, I was just going through my old LJ archives last night and this stuck out, from summer of 05:

He crawled accross the circle of happy minglers sitting indian style in the wood and white room and brushed his beard against my cheek as if to almost kiss me. Then he whispered in my ear, social advice "Why didn't you greet that girl? You could at least say something" Say something. That was Momus' dream advice to me.

I must have been worried about my shyness at the time. I also remember another dream from about the same time where I was in some kind of brightly colored new england style beach house. I don't remember much now, except that in this room the walls were bright pink and Momus was there and he was wearing underwear made from seashells. I don't recall if he had gotten undressed or if he had arrived like that, or maybe I was in his house, I don't know, but I do remember being really impressed by the seashell underwear and thinking they were they ultimate in underwear fashion.


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pay_option07
pay_option07
Fri, Nov. 13th, 2009 02:52 am (UTC)
your chance

Not dreams, I'm afraid the coronet player from "The Pistol Valve" beat you there !
I would like to document your adventures for a MFA thesis.
I have dreamt you headed for a Southern Pacific cruise line, where love and happiness cavort in your new gig as a lounge singer. There are tran sexual undertones with lots of Russian midgets and of course the Valves.
The Captain entertains his many fantasies with you as his inspiration. Never ending sunsets abound with many a heart to heart and the occasional heave or stick up.




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(Anonymous)
Fri, Nov. 13th, 2009 04:32 am (UTC)

I've dreamt that you were hanging out with me, rather than vice versa. That's an important distinction to make, I feel.

I don't recall the specifics though, unfortunately.


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microworlds
microworlds
Sparkachu Maelworth
Fri, Nov. 13th, 2009 04:34 am (UTC)

ONLY EVERY NIGHT

I WISH I WAS JOKING BUT I'M NOT WTF BRAIN STOP IT


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(Anonymous)
Fri, Nov. 13th, 2009 05:01 am (UTC)

I remember one a few years ago in which I dreamed I went to shop for groceries in an ideal (ie. thought up) Kreuzkölln neighbourhood. Upon leaving the store, I saw you walking down the pavement and waved. You waved back as if it was a natural thing. We both went on with our business then.


I also once played "The Sadness of Things" in a dream I had during a time I was feeling extremely miserable. It was non-diegetical, giving the dream a more surreal, orchestrated feel.
That dream changed me a lot, and I'm certain it saved me from going under.


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(Anonymous)
Fri, Nov. 13th, 2009 06:05 am (UTC)

Just listened to it again for the first time in one or two years. Hasn't lost its magic, wonderful song.


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