Monday night
Dream 1: The Originals
The Pretenders had released their first album, and were about to appear on the Tonight Show. They were nice enough to invite their original (pre-Chrissie Hynde) lead singer (another woman) and the guy who was their guitarist before James Honeyman-Scott, to watch the performance. I met those two in the Green Room. I asked the singer, "What are you doing now?" She said she was fortunate to have grown up in Nashville, so she had connections in the music business, and was working on her own material.
Dream 2: Night of the Mutant Cats
It was Halloween night, and a band of mutant ghost cats was roaming around. They were still cats, all right, but they could walk on their hind legs at will, and had some type of pointy protrusions sticking out of their bulked-up bodies, albeit covered in fur. They looked as if they were normal black cats who had survived some nuclear fallout, and were pissed off about it. Anyway, they were locating and entering houses where kids had mistreated their pets. I saw them crawl through an open window and find a nice-looking golden retriever; they fed Reese's Peanut Butter Cups to it. The idea was that the dog would die and join the mutant band, and that would teach those kids a lesson.
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Dream 1: The Originals
These earlier band members are figments of my imagination.
Dream 2: Night of the Mutant Cats
My wife often reminds me not to leave any chocolate out, whether it's ice cream in a bowl, or cake frosting on a plate; if our cat got into it, she'd get very sick.
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