So the dream starts and I'm in a small auditorium at Truman State University. On stage is KISS. I'm sitting literally right in front of Gene Simmons. Its kinda like an unplugged show for contest winners. So they start their show and I'm just hanging out watching.
After their first song, I look down and it seems I have a bass guitar in my hand. I start playing the bass line to Sweet Child O' Mine (not a KISS Song), and they like it and break out into playing it. A little spontaneous jam session during a concert with KISS. I felt pretty cool at that moment in time.
After our rousing rendition of Sweet Child O' Mine, I no longer had a bass in my hands (spontateous combustion maybe?) No one else but Gene was on stage and he announced that during this tour "Our tourmates weren't going to be on this leg of the tour, but since we told them we were gonna be in Saint Louis they decided to come!" (Truman State isn't in STL you say? I know.....) So Gene, who now had an acoustic guitar started playing "Nothing Else Matters" by Metallica and out came Bruno Mars to sing it, backed by a full orchestra with electric guitar players etc.
So Bruno sings the first verse and during an instrumental break he climbs into this plexi-glass contraption that spins him around. The same motion that you see in science fiction movies with that gyro type thing that goes around in all directions. At this point Gene isn't playing anymore (since the orchestra is backing up Bruno Mars singing a Metallica song) and we start talking.
Apparently Gene and I are friends in my dream. So we're chatting and he shows me the expense report he had Truman State reimburse him on. One line was $750.00 for clothes. He said "Yea, I bought that jacket with the bird on the back, remember that? I also bought some wool underwear and made Truman pay me back for it. Sharon (his wife's name is Shannon) asked me why I needed that. She was like 'You'll be in Saint Louis with Mike. why do you need those things?'"
Then I woke up.
I kinda wish I was friends with Gene Simmons.
Like SAB could ever get KISS.
ReplyDeleteA dream blog is a great idea, by the way.