Here is a little experiment for myself, I am writing this literally after just waking up. I am still in that foggy, I could go either way place, but I need to remember this dream I just had.
Before I try to recreate it, I wanted to touch on a set of photographs I just took in. A friend of mine on facebook has posted some shots of her and her boyfriend in some majestic mountain setting somewhere in Alaska I think.
These two people are just incredibly dynamic as a couple. They seem to be the perfect compliment to one another if that is still possible.
He is this young tall athlete type turned Portland musician or something and she is this high cheekboned goddess that is a throwback to the time of Jean Harlow. They are both intelligent, funny, approachable and wreak with creativity.
I was only around them for a very short time, but man, I would love to...I don't know, come up with a short film script, send it to them and fly over there and film it. I bet it would work. All this before I am really awake.
Anyway, enough about them......to the dream.......it's all about my youth now.
THE DREAM.
In my last REM sleep moments seconds before I came to, I had just relived a real gorgeous memory that I had completely forgotten, it had happened 23 years previously.
How did I know it was 23 years previous? I had to look up the songs history....
INT. DANCECLUB. NIGHT
I blindly wonder up the multiple staircases of a converted mansion. Double fisting a Kokanee and a Double Rum and Coke. God,am I at the very top of this place? Don't tell me there is a 4th dance floor up here somewhere.....Does anybody actually go all the way up here?.
My instincts are correct.
There is another staircase, another dancefloor, and soon, the girl..............
I pushed through a black curtain that was leaking flashbulb lighting. Not much of a room. Not much of a crowd either. However, there is a small dancefloor.
I plop myself down in the corner and start inhaling my drinks. For some reason I am exhausted. (This was vivid) Must have been dancing up a storm downstairs.
I melt into the vinyl as the music changes. There is a little elevated area beyond the stage, a second stage?.....To my surprise, an ethereal young woman leaps up there all alone.
She dances with her cigarette. I don't know if it was lit, but she was a little ballerina badass, that I definitely am seeing.
The first song, I could lie and tell you it was Billy Idol "Hot in the city" or The Cults..."she sells sanctuary". Possible, but my memory couldn't pull that one up.
What I do see though is this young WARHOL girl with short cropped white blond hair, huge green eyes and bright red lips. She is wearing some kind of concoction of tight shorts over black pantyhose and a ripped tshirt.
She spins, twirls and interjects to the melody so effortlessly and harmoniously. It's like she is making love to the entire room at the same time. Was there an alternative cover charge? I am devastated. Screw it, I am walking over there. This is a beyond surreal moment.
I move to the side of the second stage, 7 feet away and just stare at her.
She must be some kind of professional dancer, I have never seen somebody move like that. She is simply the most remarkeable dancer I have ever been this close to.
She looks over at me here and there, but I am lost in an out of body experience. She is the young director and I am surely just one of her many extras.
I know that I must speak with her. I don't have a clue as to what I should say. Adreneline is rushing. Maybe I should just start dancing beside her. Oh god, the pressure.
Are you out of your 80's mullet mind RICK? You are not dancing beside this modernly oblique Karen Kain, it would be an embarrassing mess. Social death. What am I wearing anyway? What are my choices?
As the song ends and there is a moments silence. I SUDDENLY WALK OVER TO HER WITH A MESSAGE.
RL: I need to tell you that you are the most magnificent dancer I have ever seen.
No, i would never use the word magnificent. Lets try that again.........
RL: You are an incredible dancer, I needed to tell you, I couldn't take my eyes off you. I am sorry if I was staring.
DANCERGIRL: Thanks, that was nothing. (Taking a drink)
She is dripping sweat, but her rosy cheeks are an indication that she could continue on all night. This could go 5 sets if necessary.
THE MUSIC CHANGES. CUE THE MUSIC.
THIS IS THE PART THAT IS REAL. THIS HAPPENED. (That night and this morning)
THE SONG IS "UNDER THE MILKY WAY TONIGHT" by the CHURCH.
SHE QUICKLY LEANS INTO ME RUBBING MY CHEEK WITH A GENTLE SMILE.....
......
DANCERGIRL: Dance with me to this? .. I LOVE THIS SONG.
RL: Ummmmm....OK.
CUE: THE OUT OF BODY EXPERIENCE
(In the dream this moment was super vivid and completely colourful and the audio BLASTING was stadium like. The bass was tangibly pushing me through the roof.)
She moves inside and outside of my body with ease. Pushing and then removing obscure energy's. I followed and tried to expand her theatrics, hoping that I was adding something, anything to her expression.
Who knows, I was feeling tremendous and fluid up there. This was my little high wire act for sure.
She truly worshipped this song and everybody within 50 feet knew it. This was her religion.... All eyes were fixated on us.
CAUGHT IN TIME.
This was the dance of a lifetime, there was no mistaking that. (although I had no way of knowing it) It would be over in mere seconds or was it hours?
Near the end, after light years of penetrating smiles and enough honest eye contact to make me wince..... she actually put one of her legs over my shoulder effortlessly as she spun, pivoted and twisted around on the other foot. She was levitating, taking off.
"It leads you here despite your destination, under the milky way tonight"
What can I say. It was perfect and I had forgotten it all, until today. She gave me a quick peck on the cheek ....
and then....she was gone to another floor...............to another decade...........
My twenties would soon come to an end as well.............................It seemed alright though at the time.......
I would never see her or anyone quite like her again. What can I say, it's all about moments.
Here are the lyrics to the song.
Under The Milky Way Tonight lyrics
Sometimes when this place gets kinda empty
the sound of the breath fades with the light
I think about the loveless fascination
under the milky way tonight
lower the curtain down on Memphis
lower the curtain down on me
I got no time for private consultation
under the milky way tonight
wish I knew what you were looking for
might have known what you would find
and it's something quite peculiar
something shimmering and white
it leads you here, despite your destination
under the milky way tonight
wish I knew what you were looking for
might have known what you would find
wish I knew what you were looking for
might have known what you would find
and it's something quite peculiar
something shimmering and white
leads you here, despite your destination
under the milky way tonight
wish I knew what you were looking for
might have known what you would find
wish I knew what you were looking for
might have known what you would find
under the milky way tonight
under the milky way tonight
under the milky way tonight
Now the version I just watched of the Killers doing a cover version of it with their opening band Chairlift. Enjoy:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KvDmov5HmJM&feature=related
Back to the stark reality that is the crisp morning in the here and now in 2011. It's alright.
RICK
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