i had a dream

woke up from a dream this morning with the solid feeling that it was the real deal… ever have one of those?

i was looking at a cheaper place to live… business has been scary slow so that’s where that came from… it was a two story building with two small apartments in it. i was looking at the upper one when the person i was looking at it with said there would be no way they could live in that small of a space with me… that i was too large… body? head? ego? who knows… anyway, on the ground floor there was a very large common area with a couple tables with chairs and a couch or two and a tv with a computer hooked up to it. there were a bunch of kids sitting around, for what ever reason i knew them to be seniors. the guys had arranged chairs into a sort of large half circle, there were 6 of them, and a couple girls sitting at a table had papers they were filling out.  i just looked at them, they all looked up and said “what?” asked what they were doing and they responded “same as always, nothing”. “start creating something then” i said,” watch tap dogs and stomp”… then i woke up… knowing this was the start of an amazing rhythm group… that they were called “primal alliance” (the name of a band i was in as a teen) and that they’re first album was called “iced-primal rhythm of the streets”. this group was not made up of artists, bitchy devas or bad boys looking to score something. it was a group of people who connected on a primal level to create the universal rhythms we all dance to… with nothing more then what was on hand… chairs, tables, trash buckets, junk… and it was an amazing sound that even now stays in my head.

am i going to “create” this? no… but i think someone should

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