This is seriously one of my favorite threads! Everyone's dreams are so different, and it also feels good to confess some of those truly bizarre ones. Oh boy, DT. I don't even know what to think about Jemaine and his foot...thing. Wow. Suzy, that's so sad you didn't get to chat with J when he was right there in your dream.
Still, at least you got to see him with that gorgeous long hair. (I do love me some long hair!)
Last night, I had the most realistic Conchords dream I've probably ever had. (No Action Fighter, low-budget operas, or Jemaine singing with a gospel choir in this one.) In this dream, I had tickets to see the Conchords perform at a local bar. This surprised me, because the last time they were in Seattle, they sold out 3 nights in a theatre. A bar seemed like a real downgrade in performance venues. Worst of all, it was general admission seating, so I figured I wouldn't get a good spot near the stage, because I couldn't queue outside the gig all day.
I arrived at the bar about 2 hours before the performance, and my boyfriend was planning to meet me there an hour later, after he got off work. The ticket taker at the door asked me for an additional $7. I told her I'd already purchased a ticket, so why did I need to pay extra? She said it was a cover charge for entering the bar. So I paid her, went inside, and was surprised to see the entire audience standing at the back of the bar, just ordering drinks and talking. There were about 10 rows of chairs up by the stage, and nearly all of them were empty, including the front row. I couldn't believe my luck! I deliberately sat in a seat on the left side of the stage, because I was hoping to get a little, um, Sugalumps action from Big J.
The chairs were pretty high, like the ones you'd sit on at the bar, so I had to climb up into my seat (I've got short legs). I saw that Jemaine was already on the stage, hiding behind the drum kit, tuning his guitar. He had on a trucker hat and a healthy amount of stubble. I resisted the urge to wave, because I didn't want to look like a dork.
After tuning his guitar, Jemaine had to test the mics. He picked up his mic and started singing a beautiful love song. Apparently it was a well-known one, because the bar patrons started singing along, and Jemaine was encouraging everyone to join in. Of course, I can't remember for the life of me what it was!
Bret had come onstage by now to soundcheck, and just the sight of him made me feel very coy. If I had something to hide behind, I would have. Jemaine invited everyone to move up into the rows of chairs, because they didn't like having such a huge gap between them and the audience. Just then, Jemaine jumped down off the stage, and stood in front of the chair right beside me. The girl sitting in the chair turned 20 shades of red, as Jemaine sang to her and straddled her chair. Gosh dang it! I had missed sitting in the Sugalumps chair by ONE chair!
I was pretty bitter, but I still took a video of Jemaine's test straddle on my mortified neighbor. I stepped away from my seat for a moment, probably to call my boyfriend to make sure he was on his way. When I returned, Jemaine was standing next to my chair, blocking my access to it. I very softly said "excuse me." He turned around and said, "Oh sorry, go right on ahead sweetheart." He held out his arms, and stood sideways to allow me some more room. It was a tight fit, so there was quite a lot of full-frontal brushing as I squeezed past him. My cheeks were aflame with embarrassment as I climbed back into my too-high chair.
The guys finished up their soundcheck, and I suddenly realized that my boyfriend probably didn't have $7 cash to get into the bar. I checked the time, and figured he would be arriving any minute. I asked the girl next to me to please save my 2 seats, as I ran outside to figure things out. I asked the ticket girl at the door if I could just give her $7 now, and have her let my boyfriend in when he arrived. She said that I could give her the money if I wanted, but that my boyfriend would still need to pay $7 if he wanted to get into the show. I was very upset, because showtime was less than an hour away, and I knew someone was going to take our seats. Unfortunately, I had no choice but to wait for my boyfriend to show up, so I could give him the $7. I woke up right after that, so I don't know if things worked out. Sad!
At least I got to hear the soundcheck, and had that little run-in with Jemaine. I won't lie, it was pretty exciting. I'm really beginning to think that my subconscious is a Jemainiac...