In a dream.
I dont know where we were but it was a real strange place, like abandoned buildings in this town, with all these alleyways, and there was only me, and one other person there.
This other person who knew me was selling something on this stall, he had a table out and things on it, we were in a garden of some sort, but it was surrounded by buildings, it was near dark and grey, quite a miserable place, the streetlights must have been on.
Suddenly he was talking to John Deacon as if he knew him a bit, i was kind of observing them both, away from the table , just looking and thinking, 'that's John Deacon'. i felt kind of dazed though.
Some conversation started about when he joined Queen, as if there was some controversy about it. The guy i was with who knew me, was quite into this conversation and i could tell he knew a lot about it, i could tell he was trying to get John to talk about it, and to confirm it for him, as it seemed to be a rumour, he knew much about, but he wanted know the truth about it all.
anyway john was signing all these things on the table as he spoke in lowered tones, smiling now and again, he was signing the things so fast,
i moved forward and looked at his writing, it was like some weird sign, it was not john deacons signature,,, it was more like a some weird symbol
i was almost laughing at this, and kind of pointing at him, open mouthed and with a dumb expression and smile on my face, but no words came out, even though i wanted to say THAT IS NOT JOHN DEACON'S SIGNATURE!
By now You could tell John was retreating and ready to walk away, but the guy who knew me, was still pressing john on the question.
' But they did didn't they,
they didn't want you did they. thought you were replaceable.? '
John was walking up the path, and had turned facing me and the guy, walking still , but backwards.
Then he turned away and carried on up the path ,as the guy ran up to catch him
Before he did that i said to the guy
'That IS NOT JOHN DEACON'S SIGNATURE
I KNOW BECAUSE I HAVE HIS AUTOGRAPH!'
I ended up catching them both up as i too left the table and followed as John walked away the guy walking next to him, almost skipping a step to catch up to him, john very directly walking away quite quickly, but he was still talking and smiling as he did so.
I was lagging a bit on purpose,,, as i felt awkward and a bit shy, but i heard enough on this conversation to burst out saying
' THAT'S NOT TRUE, THEY DID NEED YOU
I MEAN IT IS A STUPID IDEA, HOW COULD BRIAN OR ROGER DO THAT? IT WOULD NOT WORK, HOW COULD THEY PLAY WITHOUT A BASS PLAYER?'
I had been heard , and before I knew it, i was walking next to John, and the other guy kind of vanished.
John mentioned a name, he said they did want to get rid of him for this other guy. I cant remember the name he said.
John then repeated and said they did not need him, but i disagreed.
I said to him
'You remind me of a friend of mine, the way you talk and smile, he too became obsessed with bass playing.'
Then John said to me
'Haven't i seen you before?'
i was then kind of aware that i was confused by this and my mind started going blank.
'the other day?
he volunteered , as if trying to jolt my memory.
I could not think, and was very embarrassed by my being unable to remember, my mind was very jumbled, and i was racing through my memory to try and remember.
I looked ahead.
We were walking toward an alley-way , that i could see led out to the main small town.
it was dark and the streetlights were on.
the whole place was deserted , not a soul.
we carried on walking up the path and towards the alley , were we could see ahead, and through it was the towns small main through road .
Then i said in confusion,
'where are we,? ...i mean .
what is this place called?
John kind of threw out his hand as if asking ,
he then with a smile on his face kind of mumbled something dismissively as if it was unimportant,
I could not make out what he had said.
But then i thought yes, i remember something, i kind of asked him to see if i was right because i was still puzzled
'i was racing around allover the place, from town to town, i was with another person also, we were dressed in racing driver outfits, and it was like a race or something ,?? '
but i said more definite this time
' it was more a publicity thing'
He nodded , as if he understood.
then i was out of the dream but still asleep
and i heard john deacon's voice
' It's Got a giggler
and being made
The adult situation.................
Then i woke up and wrote down the dream.
which i am now sharing with you.
The adult situation?
A Giggler? As in death wish 3: "they.... they shot the giggler!"...... "it's the new man"?
Was Manny Fraker in your dream as well?
I'm very confused by this and surprised I even read the whole thing
"...It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury
Signifying nothing. " — Macbeth (Act 5, Scene 5, lines 17-28)
Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp'd tow'rs, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on; and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep. Firemansam
Maybe you were in Budapest?
Or is that you're-a-pest?
in a vest, lacking zest
pissing on the Queen crest
Thinking of a Frenchman, but your mind is bloody messed
How's that for poetry? Critique me - be my guest
get it off your chest....
and, If not, give us a fucking rest.
It wasn't Eminem (nor Burns)....but I tried my best.
dear Thistleboy, I am quite shocked at the tone of your post, and I hope you are not offended by my posting the dream i had the other night about John Deacon
If you are offended i suggest you seek another topic to comment on.
Here's hoping you all the best for Christmas and the new year,
why would I be offended at you posting about your dream? I wouldn't. I'm just having a little light-hearted fun because all of your posts hint at subliminal messages or signs and rants about Jeremy Kapone. I don't remember your last username, but you were full of nonsense then, and full of nonsense now. It's not offensive, but it is plain silly.
Now, if you're shocked at that, God help you in life. I'd hate to see you in times of trouble - you'd melt.
And if you don't expect responses to your posts, I'd suggest that you find somewhere else. Not that I'm telling you to go, far from it, but the advice you've given me is also fitting for yourself.
Outwith the nonsense, I'm genuinely wishing you a merry Christmas and great new year also :)