i had a dream would be a good start for a post, to be sure, but one really rather suspects that i would stand fairly accused of pinching it from a famous speech. so, i shall not start with it then.
on one instance of sleep in the last week or dozen days, look you see, i woke just around midnight. it was with a stark, starling fright with which i woke. the sensation was of my body somewhat shaking in shock. perhaps this was it, i thought, maybe this is what some sort of heart / lung reaction to the pleasure of cigarettes is like, then. but, no. well, maybe yes, but if i had some sort of stroke or heart attack or similar then i am well impressed at the speed with which i recovered. yay, finally found something i am good at, if so.
when awake, and reasonably certain that death was not quite a done deal, i scribbled. well, jotted on my phone. i became aware that i had woken with a somewhat slightly exalted state of shock, recalling a peculiar dream of, of all things, The Stone Roses.
as we so much not know but generally assume, recollections and memories of dreams are abstract at best; fragments that we sellotape together in order to make the slightest sense of them. to this end, let me put you in the picture, let me show you what i mean, i will recall here all that i scrambled to scribble down.
for some reason i elected to go to the official web thing for The Stone Roses. on it was, at a slight angle, what appeared to be some new artwork. it was peculiar, for it looked like a portrait shot of John Squire, wide eyed and either straight faced or trying to suppress a smile. i can recall snow in the background, with a grey jacket collar visible, possibly one of them massive coats what the infantry off of the USSR used to wear.
the record, if it was a record, simply read The Stone Roses - Get Set across the top. one of those "scroll down" menu things was next to it. there seemed to be loads of options, but all i could remember was "7 day streaming access £60" and "1989 video".
yes, indeed that is all i can recall. of course i went straight to the official site for The Stone Roses. as expected, what i found was a site not updated since 2017, bar the fact that the links to the shopping section take you nowhere.
what does any of this all mean? no clue, hence me throwing it out here. my hope remains, of course, that one year we get Christmas With The Stone Roses by The Stone Roses, but yes i would settle for whatever on earth Get Set is. although the recently once again solo artist Ian Brown doing his thing says no to any of it.
hey now, hey well. any Stone Roses fans or those who seek to weave meaning from the threads of recalled dreams that can see anything at all in this are most welcome to. baffled, i am, to be sure, and baffled i suppose i shall remain. unless dreams are a sign of a longing or desire. if so, then apparently what i long for or desire is this record, maybe?
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