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Anyway, an actual ILX dream. I've mentioned elsewhere that most of my dreams are in black & white, without sound. But this dream was like being inside one of Abbott's comics...
Abbott's Comix
...because at one point someone knocked on the door and instead of the sound there was the caption "knock knockle knock".

I woke up in a semi-panic this morning, not for the reason it actually should have been (it was almost an hour and a half later than intended) but because in my dream I'd forgotten to review something which ilxor 'stevie' commissioned me to do for the Evening Standard. Whichever way you slice it I need to apologise to stevie :(

Radio broadcast of recorded art from an airplane. We're in the noisy fuselage and the next woman up is describing her project. Then I'm next, and I'm jumping with a mic attached to a very, very long cord. I don't remember what I was supposed to have performed on the way down.

Somewhere in the air I'm reading ilx; something about the blue and white in the sky reminds me of style.css. LJ and I are looking at old posts between us, some misunderstanding. I'm aware of ilx wolves looking over our shoulders and their impending Monday morning quarterbacking, and then I wake up.

For some reason, I'm going to see Mark Grout, in his (dream) hometown of Cambridge. The main purpose of this visit is to jam and make some music with Mr Grout, who I've never met and who I've only talked to on the phone. Apparently Mr Grout is notorious for only using one note in all his compositions. However Ed counsels me against visiting Mr Grout, implying that he is a somewhat weird character, with very few friends, who feeds visitors potatoes full of worms and maggots as some sort of strange dietary discipline. Anyway, I can't remember what happens in the rest of the dream (I've never met Mark Grout IRL by the way) but I do remember one of his songs from the dream: a doowop song, with no (or very subtle) chord changes called "Olè Baby".

Night of weird dreams. Only part I remember (and just remembered it now upon seeing one of his posts) was that in it I was trying to explain to some girl that LJ's name is pronounced like "Louie" and not "Luis". I remember saying to her, "OK, this is going to blow your mind . . ." LOL.

Everyone was in a hysteria because it was just found out about Grady's sociopathy. I was with his grandma and she was upset and I was being pedantic, saying, "Just because he's a sociopath doesn't mean he's gonna kill somebody."

Then we were upstairs in her Miss Havisham house and I was teaching some poor Oliver Twist some kind of literacy that most resembled either rolling sushi or sculpting chewing gum to look like tadpoles. She was mad about something to do with my tadpole literacy teaching that would be too tedious to explain.

zvookster, you sent me a text message last night -- i think i had your name as Gabriel or something

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good recent crop of dreams yall

Dreamt that I was playing a Street Fighter II console knock-off with TOMBOT.

He was beating me at the game, so I asked how he was so good at it, and he replied "Oh I just mash the buttons randomly".

Dreamt that Shakey Mo and I worked together at "ILX: The Magazine" (or something) and I helped him go through a stack of hate mail he'd left in his car while we went out for lunch. One of the envelopes contained nothing but a used condom.

page 7 - Ned Raggett reviews the latest hip sounds
page 16 - Agony aunt ENBB helps you with your problems
page 19 - clubbing with Local Garda
page 59 - The Tuomas Opinion

lol

would read

He was beating me at the game, so I asked how he was so good at it, and he replied "Oh I just mash the buttons randomly".

I had this exchange nearly verbatim once while playing one of the 3d Street Fighters! And also I was the one winning.

would read

― roxymuzak, Wednesday, May 19, 2010 11:46 AM

Yah I would totally read an ILX zine too.

Should we make one, then? I'd definitely willing to contribute. We'd just need someone who's good at doing at layout, and someone who has an access to a free/cheap copier.

Other possible contributions:

* A comic by Abbott?
* Record/book/movie reviews, shouldn't be hard to find people to write these.
* Wasn't there a thread where some ILX posters ate various foodstuff and reviewed it? They could do a similar column for the zine.
* Mandee's pick-up tips.
* Have some personal issues? Internet Hardman (HI DERE?) will give you the cold truth.

Was on a bus ride to summer camp with acoleuthic. I gave him this cool polo shirt. We were talking about this one woman at the camp we would do anything for - it turned out that I was talking about a little old lady while aco was talking about a ravishing young woman. I wrote "I know, right" in big cursive script on a pad of paper. The bus came over a hill and we could see this four story townhouse whose top floor was on fire. Somebody jumped out of the window like a madman and plummeted his death. There were two people left and all of the sudden the dream turned to live news broadcast footage of the fire. One of the people was the girl from the Puff Puff Give video, but she was all dressed in black leather.

now thats a dream

Wait, LJ's name is pronounced "Louie"?

Yes, as in the song.

Or as in the name

LOL was gonna say.

Bizarre dream that took place at an officious ceremony where I presented Abbott with an industrial grade/mil-spec Speak'n'Spell - basically a regular S'n'S with a stupidly oversized armoured case.

me, uptoeleven, noodle vague, LJ and a hoy hoy wcome back from watching the WC in the pub, and spend the rest of the evening trying to get a 42" flat screen tv to turn on. NV very grumpy about my not having any bailey's to drink.

also, as i've only seen these people on WDYLL threads, all faces appear as 2d non-moving images on real people, kind of like 'goldeneye' on the N64, or that aphex twin video.

terrifying.

Wait, LJ's name is pronounced "Louie"?

It isn't

it isn't?

It is.

Sike.

Just kiddin'.

No, no...it is.

Sike.

LJ & Duncan

^ nicely played

I have it on good authority that it isn't

p sure he outed as a non-silent 's' tbh, but i could be getting that 100% mixed up

looooooooool Bailey's

you may lol, now imagine the aphex twin dude demanding it with menace

his friends said louie in the dyson video

Both Aphex videos with his face on other people were done with masks, not with 2D image projection.

-sorry, just your friendly neighbourhood fact-checking Aphex stan (or Chris Cunningham stan as the case may be.)

Yeah, it's "Louie".

Ok had this dream about 90 mins. ago.

I went to the apt. of an ilxor I hate (don't waste your time asking). Can't recall why. It was either a very small gathering or maybe he (only clue) was going to rent out of room in the place. In any event, he turned me away at the door. :(

Cut to a few months later. He's throwing a party which he HAS to let me attend (in my life, the closest explanation would be an academic dept. party). Once I discover/remember it's his place, I start smooshing cupcakes all over his bed and into his sheets. Someone watches over me disapprovingly but I continue with glee.

Cut to me reading ILM (at the party?) and I come across a 1999 post from surm in which he asks "So who is this Destiny's Child band?"

End.

rent out A room....

which ilxor is it

it was you, babe

nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

sorry for turning u away from my party--it was just close friends

Lot's of ilx dreams lately, though in none of them am I reading ilx.

1. My brother, pre-opiate addiction, says something about ilx rumormongers.

2. Lying down with my full body across a desk at work, which was like the newsroom in Superman: The Movie, or maybe like the offices at the beginning of Joe Versus the Volcano. The prodigal son nabisco is coming back, people say.

3. Eating with Roxy, who is wary of me, but tolerant. I can't remember what she says. It was something characteristic.

BONUS DREAM: Large, confusing, multi-purpose building. I show the girl the door to the sound room so she can complain about the drum sound or something from the show in the concert hall. I step over the legs of people sitting against a wall and drop into the room of somebody on the first floor. I realize that I've been the one stealing from everyone. I didn't know that I knew the building so well. I say, "Swilly fatbacks with bacon also!"

lots, dummy