Friday, June 26, 2009

Dreams and Tinted Windows

Unfortunately, I have nothing cool to report on the dream-front. I've been remembering my dreams more, which is kinda awesome, but I can't control anything yet. I'm working on it. It's hard to remember that I'm dreaming and that I can control what's happening! Piece of advice: If you want to have some really trippy dreams, just read some trippy books. Man, I'm telling you. Brisingr, Enna Burning, and A Great and Terrible Beauty made for some very interesting dreams. Just think dragons, magic, attraction to someone of the opposite sex, visions, fires, floggings, and battles. Pretty weird stuff.

On a different note, did anyone know about Taylor Hanson and his new band? Yeah, the Hanson brothers are still out there. (Do not start singing "MMMBop." I swear I'll kill you.) In fact, they are working on a new album. This will make studio album #5, so shut up, Robbie Winder.

Apparently, our 'middle brother' Taylor has joined another band in addition to his duties to Hanson (and his wife and twenty babies). Crazy. The band's called called Tinted Windows and is made up of:
Taylor Hanson (lead vocals)--a member Hanson
James Iha (guitar)--one of the original members of the Smashing Pumpkins, and has also been a member of A Perfect Circle and a solo artist
Adam Schlesinger (bass)--in the bands Fountains Of Wayne and Ivy
Bun E. Carlos (drums)--the drummer of the legendary Cheap Trick, with whom he has played since the group's inception in 1974

So, basically this band is kind of a side-project for all four members, it sounds like. Interesting... I'll let you decide for yourself what you think of their sound.

Of all the Hanson's, I really wanted Zac to branch out on his own. Maybe he will. I sure hope so. A Zac band would sound a lot...different.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

God Speed Sweet Dreams

I'm serious about this whole dreaming thing. I really wanna fly. I want to have more control over what I dream: go on adventures, be on stage as a singer or actor, find inspiration for a novel, FLY.

So, I've found a website called Dream Views: Staying Up All Night. I've read the information about how to better my dream recall, how to identify dream signs, and how to have lucid dreams. I'm going to put these things into practice, including keeping a dream journal, and forcing myself to wake during REM sleep to write down what I remember of my dreams. We'll see how it goes.

In fact, last night as I was drifting, I knew I wanted to remember whatever I would dream, in case it was a flying dream. It must have been in strong in my mind, cuz I remembered my dream pretty well when I woke up from it in the middle of the early morning. I did feel like I had flown, though my body never left the ground. I wonder if I had the same sensations because that's what I was focusing on...

This blog may easily turn into my Dream Blog. Get ready for some juicy stuff.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Food for Thought

One of my favorite paragraphs in its entirety from the novel Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand; and, no, it's not taken out of context:

"That special pleasure she had felt in watching him eat the food she had prepared--she thought, lying still, her eyes closed, her mind moving, like time, through some realm of veiled slowness--it had been the pleasure of knowing that she had provided him with a sensual enjoyment, that one form of his body's satisfaction had come from her.... There is a reason, she thought, why a woman would wish to cook for a man...oh, not as a duty, not as a chronic career, only as a rare and special rite in symbol of...but what have they made of it, the preachers of woman's duty?...The castrated performance of a sickening drudgery was held to be a woman's proper virtue--while that which gave it meaning and sanction was held as a shameful sin...the work of dealing with grease, steam and slimy peelings in a reeking kitchen was held to be a spiritual matter, an act of compliance with her moral duty--while the meeting of two bodies in a bedroom was held to be a physical indulgence, an act of surrender to an animal instict, with no glory, meaning or pride of spirit to be claimed by the animals involved." -p. 711

Take from it what you will. I love it.