recently on ILX Dreams...

Ned Raggett appears. It’s his home we’ve broken into, a digital recorder is missing (“of great sentimental value”) and he is seriously pissed off and not impressed with my story that I was only interested in making pancakes.

Somehow I manage to find and return the recorder, and offer profound apologies; Ned shakes my hand but can barely disguise his contempt. I awake feeling uneasy and unsettled. Be afraid of the wrath of Ned Raggett (and pancakes are on me when he’s in A’dam).

So I'm talking about music with this guy I don't think I know. I'm spouting some guff about major chords/scales and power chords and this guy starts shouting at me that I have no concept of melody. I'm saying "I'll get to melody, give me a fucking minute" and he's as good as dismissed me - he half turns away from me and says "You can't call it music without melody".
Then I realise he's got a guitar. He picks up this brass slide, places it on the 3rd fret and starts strumming and saying "This is a G, this is a C, this is an F" and I'm shouting "THEY ALL SOUND THE SAME! FUCK MELODY THERE ISN'T EVEN A TUNE THERE" or something similar. He smiles, hands me the guitar and quietly says "Fine, you show me how to play an F then" and I CAN'T REMEMBER HOW. I'm fumbling my fingers all over the place and remembering a picture in a chord book that seems to suggest I need at least six fingers and the whole time I'm doing this I'm thinking "If I can't play this F properly I've lost the argument."

The next morning at breakfast I'm relaying this bizarreness to my wife and it isn't until I repeat the "You can't call it music without melody" line that I realise I HAVE BEEN DREAMING ABOUT GEIR HONGRO.

Help

(I can't believe you actually posted it though. Well done.)

although i'm no expert and therefore you shouldn't disregard the zombie possibility

Being bitten or attacked by an animal may suggest feeling hunted, vulnerable or doubting your own strength

There is a school of thought that the animals represent different people in your life, particularly if you dream of a variety of animals attacking you.

(not that I necessarily believe any of it)

I started telling my brother about a recurring dream I'd been having lately and he finished the story off for me because he was having the EXACT SAME DREAM - kind of freaked me out tbh

Some of the ones so far, panther, dog, cat, otter, rat, and finally, moose (?)

Bizarre to say the least. I’ll have a good look at the site, thanks.

I bet it freaked you out, your brother finishing your dream story. Are you a similar age?

er... does the dream involve sex with your brother in a groggy state?

Somewhat disappointingly, it was about being at school and everyone except you knows the timetable and you know you've been at school for ages and should really have it mastered by now... (the bit where my brother takes over)... then you somehow work out that you're supposed to be in Physics but you can't remember where in the school the Physics rooms are.

What's *really* weird is that we both dreamt the same school subject. I left school 16 years ago, these anxiety type dreams should really be set in the workplace by now.

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not-goodwin - my brother is 23 months older than me.

hahaha wtf

I saw the admin board as a space containing many bicycles, parked in a line. And there's only room for so many bicycles, so some have to be deleted occasionally. Most are green Schwinns.