{"id":317,"date":"2010-07-02T09:51:38","date_gmt":"2010-07-02T13:51:38","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2010-07-02T09:51:38","modified_gmt":"2010-07-02T09:51:38","slug":"your-musical-nightmare-come-to-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.rocktownhall.com\/blogs\/your-musical-nightmare-come-to-life\/","title":{"rendered":"Your Musical Nightmare Come to Life"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"image_block\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><object type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" data=\"http:\/\/www.rocktownhall.com\/flashback425x150.swf\" width=\"425\" height=\"150\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http:\/\/www.rocktownhall.com\/flashback425x150.swf\" \/><\/object><\/div>\n<p><em>Dreams never stop as long as we&#8217;re sleeping, not even nightmares. I was recently reminded of a nightmare of meeting the reunited members of The Band (minus Robbie Robertson) backstage at some crappy rock club. Each one of my childhood heroes was more burnt out and deluded than the next one. In the dream they were like the guys in<\/em> One Flew Over the Cuckoo&#8217;s Nest<em>, after the crackdown, when that mean nurse dosed them out of their souls. That dream still disturbs me, but I&#8217;ve had worse musical nightmares in my waking moments. How about you?<\/em> <\/p>\n<p><code>This post initially appeared 2\/26\/07.<\/code><\/p>\n<p><iframe class='youtube-player youtuber' type='text\/html' width='425' height='355' src='http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/lV6wVj-gKaI?rel=0&amp;fs=1&amp;ap=%252526fmt%253D18' webkitAllowFullScreen mozallowfullscreen allowFullScreen frameborder='0'><\/iframe><br \/>\nWhile listening to some new <strong>Nora Jones<\/strong> song playing on the radio (free &#8211; <em>I get what I pay for, right?<\/em>) on the way into work today, I was reminded of a couple of my <strong>musical nightmares come to life<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p>First I recalled the lowpoint of an especially bad trip in the middle of an acid-soaked wedding reception. My similarly fried friends had wandered off to assorted locations, and I was left alone in the middle of an acoustic hippie jam session in the newlyweds&#8217; den. A hippie woman got right in my face and started merrily singing <strong>Janis Joplin&#8217;s &#8220;Mercedes Benz&#8221;<\/strong>. The horror&#8230;the horror&#8230; Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.<\/p>\n<p>Then I recalled seeing <strong>Stone Temple Pilots<\/strong> at an outdoor concert. They might have been playing behind their second album. My friend and I went to the show to see the openers, <strong>Flaminig Lips<\/strong>, who were just beginning to achieve the status of disregarded opening band for an inappropriate headliner. Flaming Lips were good and ignored by all but a handful of us in the crowd. Then STP came out and you&#8217;d think a rising Hitler had appeared in front of an adoring throng the night after <em>Kristallnacht<\/em>. People immediately rushed the stage. Fists were thrust into the air. The band&#8217;s front rushed its edge of the stage and thrust axes back at the audience. They barely broke betweeen songs, each bellowing song blasted <em>in our faces<\/em>. If we&#8217;d liked more than a song or two of their&#8217;s at the time my friend and I, too, may have been swept up on <strong>The Power and Glory of Rock<\/strong> that day. As it was, we felt like Jews in the middle of a Nuremburg rally. <em>Chilling!<\/em><\/p>\n<p><strong>So, how &#8217;bout you?<\/strong> Have you ever found yourself in the middle of a musical nightmare come to life? It could have been at a show &#8211; either as a fan or musician, in a party, on a date, alone in the car, whatever. I look forward to your sharing.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Dreams never stop as long as we&#8217;re sleeping, not even nightmares. I was recently reminded of a nightmare of meeting the reunited members of The Band (minus Robbie Robertson) backstage at some crappy rock club. Each one of my childhood heroes was more burnt out and deluded than the next one. 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