LAST NIGHT, I HAD THE MOST AWESOME DREAM ABOUT TRAVIS! er rather, this morning, because i woke up and went back to sleep and then i had the awesome dream. basically it was like, i was with friends, but then i had to go home at 11 pm so they ditched me and i was really upset and tired. and they parked on this hill and i had to walk all the way home. and in the dream, my home was the same home it had been in 2 previous dreams. my home was in a city, and it was really fucking dangerous with scary ppl roaming the streets at night with guns and knives and shit. and i had to walk left into a deep alley way to get to my house. and my house was like...think of a whole massive wall of a building, made of out porta-potties. yeah and i had to knock on my door, which was basically stacked on top of another door, so i had to pull myself up. yeah, and then i was all sad and bruised blah blah.
but then all the sudden, the room changed, and it was nice with couches and tons of adults and kids and TRAVIS were there!!! and it was like one of their really really private shows! but we were all eating, too. and then Fran and Dougie announced they were gonna play a song from TBWNN, and another guy booed because he likes heavy metal. And then Dougie sticks out a sheet of paper that I thought was the sheetlist and I go, 'OMG i have to take a photo of this!" so he hands it to me, but then Dougie takes it back before i get the picture because its actually a sheet of lyrics! and thennn, they singg and do crazy stuff and dance, and I try to take photos of them, and I get photos of Dougie looking straight into the camera about one inch away, but then the photos don't turn out so well because it wasn't my camera, and i get a little disappointed. And then it's morning, and we're all eating at tables, and my mom made eggrolls with lettuce, but all the white people (who are sitting at the table where Travis are sitting--it's like in the backyard of the house where we're eating) took the lettuce and are gonna make it into a salad, completely avoiding the eggrolls. So me and my parents pity them, and I go take the eggrolls over to the white people, but they ignore me. And then my fcuking cellphone rang and woke me up before I got all the way over to Fran and Dougie and the rest of the crew. Geez! I could see their general bodies from the distance, but yeah. OMg you have to understand how awesome this dream was. Seriously because I've dreamt of musicians before, but not this close up and with so much direct interaction! They appeared to be literally right in front of me, rather than singing on a stage and me seeing them on a large video screen (like a previous dream of mine with another band) yeahhhh :D ok, that's it, phew that was long. That wasn't even all the tiny, tiny details.
I know the feeling! I had a similar experience a few nights after the Travis gig in Bergen this year. I dreamt that the show was over and that I was the only one the band invited backstage.
The band was just wrapping up the gig and thanking us all for coming whilst the curtains were closing behind them (we were in a kind of theater with big black curtains). When they were done talking I quickly called for Fran, but he seemed not to hear me. By the time I called again he had already disappeared behind the thick curtains. Others were also calling for him, and I figured this was my only chance to ever get to talk to him so I plunged into the curtains head first. I called for Fran again saying I only wanted a quick autograph which would save my day. Dougie quickly responded that Fran was tired and wasn’t going to talk to the fans today. I couldn’t believe my bad luck since from what I’d heard form others the band always took time to meet the fans. As soon as Dougie had answered me Fran quickly cut him off and told him it was okay and made a gesture for me to come with him. I was stunned, yet I felt sorry for Fran who clearly did look tired and weary. Determined only to get the autograph and leave I plunged behind the curtains, hearing the others still in the hall behind meg gasp and whisper, and jumped onto the stage. I went over to Fran offering him my pen and paper, but he grabbed me by the shoulder and lead me behind the stage with him. We went up a few stairs, through several doors and up more stairs until we finally reached what seemed to be their changing room/hangout. Fran dumped down on a hard-looking chair and looked at me with those adorable eyes of his. I thrust him my pen and paper (I was embarrassed not to have thought of bringing their new album, but I hadn’t yet bought it so..) and as he signed it I apologized for asking seeing as he seemed so tired. He smiled sweetly at me and said it was ok. We talked for quite a long time, and of course we had alot in common :P The others sat in a group of sofas on the other side of the room and joined in on the conversation every now and then. I was over the moon, and felt like I really connected with the band, and Fran especially.
Then all of a sudden I woke up.. Damn it! Some (drunk) idiot in the street outside was ringing my doorbell.. Right in the middle of my very deep convo with Fran.. Needless to say I was pretty upset my dream ended so abruptly..
This is truly my best dream yet in life. Normally my dreams are complete nonsense :P
I know the feeling! I had a similar experience a few nights after the Travis gig in Bergen this year. I dreamt that the show was over and that I was the only one the band invited backstage.
The band was just wrapping up the gig and thanking us all for coming whilst the curtains were closing behind them (we were in a kind of theater with big black curtains). When they were done talking I quickly called for Fran, but he seemed not to hear me. By the time I called again he had already disappeared behind the thick curtains. Others were also calling for him, and I figured this was my only chance to ever get to talk to him so I plunged into the curtains head first. I called for Fran again saying I only wanted a quick autograph which would save my day. Dougie quickly responded that Fran was tired and wasn’t going to talk to the fans today. I couldn’t believe my bad luck since from what I’d heard form others the band always took time to meet the fans. As soon as Dougie had answered me Fran quickly cut him off and told him it was okay and made a gesture for me to come with him. I was stunned, yet I felt sorry for Fran who clearly did look tired and weary. Determined only to get the autograph and leave I plunged behind the curtains, hearing the others still in the hall behind meg gasp and whisper, and jumped onto the stage. I went over to Fran offering him my pen and paper, but he grabbed me by the shoulder and lead me behind the stage with him. We went up a few stairs, through several doors and up more stairs until we finally reached what seemed to be their changing room/hangout. Fran dumped down on a hard-looking chair and looked at me with those adorable eyes of his. I thrust him my pen and paper (I was embarrassed not to have thought of bringing their new album, but I hadn’t yet bought it so..) and as he signed it I apologized for asking seeing as he seemed so tired. He smiled sweetly at me and said it was ok. We talked for quite a long time, and of course we had alot in common :P The others sat in a group of sofas on the other side of the room and joined in on the conversation every now and then. I was over the moon, and felt like I really connected with the band, and Fran especially.
Then all of a sudden I woke up.. Damn it! Some (drunk) idiot in the street outside was ringing my doorbell.. Right in the middle of my very deep convo with Fran.. Needless to say I was pretty upset my dream ended so abruptly..
This is truly my best dream yet in life. Normally my dreams are complete nonsense :P
haha, that's so awesome!!! yeah, i bet we can only have dreams like that with a band like Travis and such amiable people like Fran and Dougie because they are that way in real life. It makes it tons more easy to imagine you're actually interacting with them! :D your dream sounded awesome
I occasionally have dreams where I am playing onstage with Travis, how awesome would that be!
I actually had a Travis dream the other night where Dougie was playing the drums and I was sitting next to him showing him pieces of paper. I don't know what was on them, whether it was writing or images but every now and then he would lean over to me and say something about these pieces of paper then continue playing drums, then lean over again then play drums again. Very weird!
