Songwriting subconscious

There was one particular night I dreamed I was playing a concert at a large arena.
The band was awesome. The song was awesome. My guitar playing was awesome.

The whole arrangement lyrics and music were complete. All I had to
do was remember it when I woke up.

Alas,it faded back into the dream realm never to surface again.

I also had a strange experience where I was sleeping and I was hearing some
Jethro Tull and other Classic Rock songs playing in my dream.

My first conscious thought was " This dream has a really great soundtrack"

Dream? Soundtrack? :?

It was the radio alarm clock going off.
I had over slept and had to rush to keep from being late for work.

I switched from"wake to music" to "alarm" after that. :lol:

John

One of the funniest things happened to me about 30 years ago, when Mrs. R and I were just married. I did not play guitar or any instrument at that time, but I had a vivid, realistic dream that I was onstage with a band, in front of a good sized auditorium crowd, playing guitar and singing Norman Blake's Southern Railroad Blues. I was really into it, the crowd was digging it, when all of a sudden I was rudely awakened by a hard punch to the gut! My lovely bride didn't appreciate my singing at 4:00 a.m., even if it was on key.

Am I o the only one who doesn't hear anything when I dream? No wind blowing, footsteps, no voices and certainly no music. :?
For years I've been convinced that I don't dream.
People tell me I'm crazy, everyone dreams.
So now I tell people that I never remember my dreams.

They think that's weird too, but at least they accept that it's possible, and don't bug me about it. :?

For years I've been convinced that I don't dream.
People tell me I'm crazy, everyone dreams.
So now I tell people that I never remember my dreams.

Same here. The difference is that those around me when I sleep tend to notice I actually do dream. I've been told it's quite a scary thing to see, too. I normally don't remember anything at all, but when I do I'm happy I don't remember the rest or dream with sound enabled. :oops:

One of the funniest things happened to me about 30 years ago, when Mrs. R and I were just married. I did not play guitar or any instrument at that time, but I had a vivid, realistic dream that I was onstage with a band, in front of a good sized auditorium crowd, playing guitar and singing Norman Blake's Southern Railroad Blues. I was really into it, the crowd was digging it, when all of a sudden I was rudely awakened by a hard punch to the gut! My lovely bride didn't appreciate my singing at 4:00 a.m., even if it was on key.

That's really funny, Ric ! :lol:

I hope your singing is appreciated now...

For years I've been convinced that I don't dream.
People tell me I'm crazy, everyone dreams.
So now I tell people that I never remember my dreams.

They think that's weird too, but at least they accept that it's possible, and don't bug me about it. :?
At the risk of sounding just like 'them' - how do you know the difference between never dreaming, and never remembering dreams?

Or dreaming that you never remember?

Or dreaming that you never remember?

There's got to a song out there waiting to use that line.

It's in the subconscious.

how do you know the difference between never dreaming, and never remembering dreams?
Functionally, there's no difference, and it really doesn't matter to me.
It just keeps people from thinking I'm crazier than I actually am.

:? :wink:

how do you know the difference between never dreaming, and never remembering dreams?

In my case it was simple: if I woke up in bed in the morning I didn't dream. If I was rudely awakened by my girl in the middle of the night and send to the couch I did dream but didn't remember.

At the risk of sounding just like 'them' - how do you know the difference between never dreaming, and never remembering dreams?
Don't know but it sounds like a good concept for a movie.
It should be called "The Matrix" and one of the characters should be called Morpheus (Greek god of dreams).
In it, everyone is asleep . . . . . . and everything is just a dream . . . only they don't realize it . . . . and then the main character breaks out of the dream . . . wait, I think I had this dream.

Yesterday I dreamed that Van Morrison was stealing my songs !!

i am one hellacious piano player in my dreams. in my reality, i can barely play at all.