I had a dream last night where I was out in some small cabin in the middle of a forest, far from everything. I was there with some friends, I'm not sure what our business was but somebody set up a stage in the livingroom of this small house. All of a sudden I was supposed to get up on it along with Frank Black and Thurston Moore. I was just about to go to bed so I was in the middle of brushing my teeth when I was pushed up on stage and given a guitarr. Considering the situation, I did pretty well as I tried to sing with my mouth full of tooth paste. We did "Come As You Are", very suitable... Frank was on my left, steady as a rock. Thurston was all over the place, bending strings, making noises only he can make. I realized I wasn't nervous at all and made some silly joke about how I should always have a toothbrush in my mouth when playing live. Man, where is my mind?
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