Friday, November 24, 2006

Dream 11: Mixing with the Famous
I was in a very crowded street with P. We were going to see a film or something. There was a big buzz on the street about a man who was very famous for doing shows. He had opened a new show and everyone was trying to get in or get tickets and they were all talking about it. It was supposed to be his best ever. He was in his 70's by now and there were people criticising as well as praising him. We went past the theatre where the show was actually playing to a more than full house, with crowds milling around outside. People were commenting that he was actually in the theatre now performing to the lucky opening night crowd, someone scoffed saying 'yeah if they actually get to see him'. It was rumoured that he was only making a brief appearance and leaving the rest to trained performers/actors. But it was still a show not to be missed.
Next thing I knew the famous man (seems to be nameless), crossed the road and linked his arm through mine. He was tall and slim with grey hair and very erudite. He had immense charm and charisma. He started to chat to me. We strolled through the crowds, everyone staring at us but not daring to come close. They were in awe of him. I tried to pretend that it was quite normal for me to be walking with him and I was trying not to be all starry-eyed and tongue tied. I listened to him talking and tried to say something intelligent when necessary. I decided not to tell him I was a performer myself but just let him lead the experience whilst I tried to take in as many details as possible to remember later.
We ended up round the side of the theatre. The performance was still going on. He let go of me and went to do something. I was then with his long-term partner (not wife). She took me to see some of the artifacts to do with the show. It was like a souvenir shop, but it was filled with antiques, high quality unique pieces. She was explaining to me what they meant and how much they were worth. She encouraged me to ask questions, unlike him who had just talked at me more or less. I asked her a few questions, she revealed to me how much influence she had on his creativity and really she was a large part of his success, but she didn't mind being in the background in terms of the public. However, friends, producers, directors, performers and so on knew how much input she had. She was saying there was a song in the show which was not going quite right. SW popped up (he was in the shop) and hinted that he was a singer and could have a go. She didn't scoff at him, but almost did, inferring that the performers they engaged had had years of specialised training and the techniques and concepts in the show were highly revolutionary, not seen before. She was about to go and I asked if I could give her our card. P and I handed her our BD&K business card and she said she'd look us up. She actually seemed genuine, she seemed to like us. She drew me aside and told me to go to the scent gift shop. Apparently scents played a large part in the show. They were used to evoke scenes, memories and emotions.
I went into the scent shop. It too was busy with people and filled with hundreds of tiny bottles. People were sampling them. I tried a few. P came in and was horrified that I might buy some scents. He didn't like artificial smells, perfumes and so on, he preferred natural smells. So did I but I was trying to explain these were not perfumes per se, they were smells as part of the show and designed to evoke certain scenes etc. I woke up around this point.

2 Comments:

At 4:02 AM, Blogger Karen Bayly said...

Could you smell the smells? I love smell-o-dreams!

I'm very nose-oriented at the moment cause I've broken mine and it's all swollen and I'm finding it hard to smell things. This is quite fascinating for me.

 
At 10:27 AM, Blogger Dreeeeamer said...

Sorry about your snoz!
I didn't smell the smells in this dream, but have done on other ones.

 

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