Will,
I woke up around 4:30 last night, and picked up your book, which I am enjoying immensely. I drift back to sleep and had this dream:
My band is practicing in the auto garage where I work. We haven't played together for a while, but it sounded good. Tension is high, but for the first time I am optimistic. I say "Good bye" to the guys and lay down on the office couch to sleep. I am awoken the next morning by my secretary. She is my wife's niece. She had a baby when she was 17, and her blossoming flower was nipped. Now she is overweight and lonely, and seems to have aged far beyond her years. I'm groggy, so she sits next to me on the couch and shakes me a little harder. I open my eyes, and mistake her warmth as flirtation. I slide my hand up her skirt, just to the thigh, it's soft, not firm. I can feel that it's white and hasn't been touched in a long time. I pull my hand back. It isn't incest if it's my wife's niece, is it? Definitely not a good idea in any case. She gets up and says, "Call me sometime" and I close my eyes again.
I wake up on a different couch inside a movie palace that looks more like Davies Symphony Hall, all bright pine hardwood and polished chrome. The audience is packed with loser dudes like me, lounging on couches, and all waiting for the movie to start. Will "The Thrill" Viharo walks out, be-fezzed and with some serious arm candy. He goes through his usual spiel and the lights dim. I don't remember anything about the movie. But while it is playing, many of the kids I work with at school come in and sit with me. They get restless and start throwing pillows around. I try to calm them and explain the importance of the movie we are watching, how this is a prime slice of Americana, and how B-movies are a true indicator of the zeitgeist.
The lights come back up, and Will is on stage. He announces that this was his last show, and he has a special treat. Ala Cinema Paradiso, he has edited together all the best moments from the classic B-movies, and the lights dim again. Monsters, screaming forgotten starlets, vampires, fallen A-list actors, beach movies, black private dicks, some teenagers screwing in a van-- it's all there.
I woke up, happy.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
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