Last week I had a dream where I was in the White House (although it was much smaller) and Ronald Reagan was sending Air Strike missions directly from the White House. I guess it was the Apocalypse or something. Occasionally people's clothes would take on a white trim and they'd be possessed by some dark force; then we'd have to poke them with a antidote syringe to bring them back. I got possessed once and really didn't want the shot, but they did it in my back so it was OK. I also had a heart-to-heart with Ron about his acting career back in the 40's. Anyway, I woke up and then Mark and I went to the mall and I told him about the dream and some strange quotes from it, but that of course was still a dream and now I've forgotten the strange quotes.
Being in Japan, Misuzu and I couldn't go to the Gonzoriffic screening in real life, but I went to the screening in my dream last night. First, several of that circle of friends and I were on a professional movie set filming a musical. I didn't know any of the choreography so I was just wildly jumping around and stuff. Although the shoot was not over, I decided that it would be better to go to the screening. I started my way through the maze of the studio building, noting that there was a sign for John Waters' office on the way. When I got to the screening room, it was like a soundstage that had been converted into a theatre. There was a slope and a wooden stage at the front with a screen hanging down. I sat near the back to get a better view of the screen, but then someone informed me that the movie would be projected from the stage onto a small screen fixed to the back wall. So I moved to a seat somewhere in Andrew's vicinity. First there was an experimental film made by a guy that looked kind of like Seth Rogen. The film was projected on both the front and back screens. Much of it was like a Brakage film with split second shots of his cat and home mixed with washes of amorphous color. At one point a picture of Malcolm X flashed on the screen and a group of Nation Of Islam folks near the front of the theatre gave a standing ovation. Then Andrew's Gonzoriffic movies went on and we all had to crane our necks backward to see since they were showing the films onto the back of the theatre. Apparently, no one but Andrew and I really cared. Afterwards, your films went on and afterwards the press was interviewing the Gonzoriffic folks present. They kept asking me questions about being a Gonzoroffic collaborator, and I kept having to remind them that except for "Psychovixens" (which was not shown as in the real life screening), I only made the music.
Being in Japan, Misuzu and I couldn't go to the Gonzoriffic screening in real life, but I went to the screening in my dream last night. First, several of that circle of friends and I were on a professional movie set filming a musical. I didn't know any of the choreography so I was just wildly jumping around and stuff. Although the shoot was not over, I decided that it would be better to go to the screening. I started my way through the maze of the studio building, noting that there was a sign for John Waters' office on the way. When I got to the screening room, it was like a soundstage that had been converted into a theatre. There was a slope and a wooden stage at the front with a screen hanging down. I sat near the back to get a better view of the screen, but then someone informed me that the movie would be projected from the stage onto a small screen fixed to the back wall. So I moved to a seat somewhere in Andrew's vicinity. First there was an experimental film made by a guy that looked kind of like Seth Rogen. The film was projected on both the front and back screens. Much of it was like a Brakage film with split second shots of his cat and home mixed with washes of amorphous color. At one point a picture of Malcolm X flashed on the screen and a group of Nation Of Islam folks near the front of the theatre gave a standing ovation. Then Andrew's Gonzoriffic movies went on and we all had to crane our necks backward to see since they were showing the films onto the back of the theatre. Apparently, no one but Andrew and I really cared. Afterwards, your films went on and afterwards the press was interviewing the Gonzoriffic folks present. They kept asking me questions about being a Gonzoroffic collaborator, and I kept having to remind them that except for "Psychovixens" (which was not shown as in the real life screening), I only made the music.
