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Apr 9, 2001 - 6:10 AM
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If I were to write up the kinds of dreams I've been having lately, you'd think I was far more disturbed than I hope I actually am. I've been keeping a journal of them, and without a doubt when printed, they mostly seem to have the contours of nightmares, yet are never frightening at the time. A more cheerful one recently involved riding on a Brooklyn bus with Barbra Streisand and my roommate. Barbra was taking us to Macy's to buy us some shoes. Roomie morphed into David Letterman, and the entire bus wondered why these celebrities were treating me like a familiar. (I have NO IDEA why Barbra Streisand was the central figure in this dream, since I absolutely can't stand her. She seemed far more friendly and normal in this dream than I bet she is in person.) NP: THE TRUTH ABOUT HOWARD SHORE (nifty little 78-minute disc that mysteriously turned up in the mail the other day)
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Jerry Goldsmith came to visit me last night, no idea why. I was of course very excited, and at first chatted a bit with him. Then, I thought this was my chance to let him sign my STTMP copy (ever since I took the disc to London hoping he would sign it, and realized that the blur of light is perfect for a signature, I know that I need to attend another of his concerts, if just for that signature  http://www.filmscoremonthly.com/board/wink.gif">). I went back to my room, where for some reason I had just built a huge and completely stupid CD shelf - at the top of the room, and very unstable, it was nearly impossible to find or get anything. When I finally found the STTMP disc, the whole shelf came down and all my CDs fell on the floor. Somehow (I forgot how), I lost the disc on my way to the living room - how should he sign it if I don't have it? After a desparate search, I decided that I couldn't find STTMP and that I'd better pick something else instead. Hmmm...what? Blue Max! Couldn't find it. Final Conflict! Couldn't find it either. And then I noticed that in the meantime, Goldsmith had left, and I was quite angry about my father and sister to have let him go like that...Now what's that supposed to mean!? http://www.filmscoremonthly.com/board/biggrin.gif"> NP: Robert Schumann: Violin Concerto (Gidon Kremer, Chamber Orchestra of Europe, Nikolaus Harnoncourt)
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Jul 29, 2001 - 5:02 AM
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Ringo
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I'm pretty sure I've posted this before, perhaps on one of the older message boards. But I think my dream tops most of yours. You be the judge. This was my dream...I was watching ESPN classic sports, as I am apt to watch nowadays because I hate sports today. Anyhow, they broadcasted an old celebrity softball game. But not just ordinary celebrities, film composers! A benefit film composer softball game! Keep in mind, this is ESPN classic sports so it was old film composers. Herrmann, Rosza, Waxman among others. In my dream I remember frantically searching for a blank tape to put in the VCR to catch this event on tape. Of course it was a dream and I couldn't find one. (I always tend to struggle in my dreams, this being another example of that.) The one thing I remember about the game itself, is Herrmann hitting a home run and chugging his fat body 'round the bases.
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Originally posted by Thor:
Marian, remind me not to hire you as a shelf-maker.
Now that I think of it, I mentioned a few times that I should build a shelf, but that I don't know if it would survive one day. That, combined with the fact that I just recently filled the last free gap in my current shelf, probably gave me that part of the dream. Anyway, it's the first time a composer has personally appeared in one of my dreams, so I'm grateful. http://www.filmscoremonthly.com/board/wink.gif"> I had another WEIRD dream today. Forgot most of it, but at the end of it, I visited a website that had details for the upcoming DVDs of Basic Instinct, Starship Troopers and A.I. (all of which are really going to be released soon - I'm not sure when ST is coming out). I was looking if ST has an iso score (as Poledouris at least recorded a commentary for the new release in reality), but all I found was some strange stuff - a sound effects track (there have been some of those before), and another track called "soundtrack, without dialogue and music". I think I woke up when I wondered what the difference between those two tracks might be.
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My mother was celebrating her birthday with the premiere of Jurassic Park III (huh??) in a HUGE hall. Within a few hours, we sold 75 soundtrack CDs. The film was extremely over-the-top, but very thrilling, too (but what I can remember of it would be way too stupid to find it thrilling outside of a dream).Then, there was great food, lots of great ice cream, lots of blues bands. And my grandfather wanted to invite me to the rainforest to play cards with him... And as a result of all that, I once again slept two hours longer than I wanted. http://www.filmscoremonthly.com/board/mad.gif"> NP: Jurassic Park III (Don Davis)
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Aug 6, 2001 - 2:39 AM
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Thor
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LOL!Wow, you're really on a roll these days, aren't you? You told me you almost never remember your dreams. And yet....
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I have these phases where I remember more. Tonight, someone was ringing at my door (which was in fact the door of my grandparent's apartment). Can't remember much, but Jerry (the MALE cat) had become mother...
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Dreams continue... Tonight, Thor wrote an in-depth review of The Star Wars Trilogy (the album performed by the Skywalker Symphony Orchestra). It was excellent, but I think there was something weird about it, too.
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I was trying to uncover some sinister plot by some evil agency tonight, by watching DVD commentary tracks - you wouldn't believe how much secret information they've hidden in those! Unfortunately, the phone kept ringing all the time, waking me up, so after the third time or so, I couldn't continue the dream and the mystery remained unsolved.NP: Dark City (Trevor Jones)
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Aug 12, 2001 - 2:47 AM
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Thor
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In anticipation of PLANET OF THE APES, which premiered in Norway this friday, I had the following dream:
My family have this small island outside the southern coast of Norway (that's a FACT, and NOT part of the dream, btw). However, in this dream the topography of this island was twisted and blown out of proportions, as it always is in dreams. Plains were vaster and paths were narrower than they are in real life etc. Even the interiors of the house (which is close to a small mansion in size) were different.
I initially found myself in the attic of the house. Several crates and cages were stacked all along the walls (or rather, the roof). The cages were filled with a fauna of animals, mostly snakes and gorillas (!).
I approached the cage of the Queen Gorilla, and opened it. She seemed nice. However, as I unlocked it, she suddenly leaped out with a malignant grin on her face. I tried to hold her back. She turned.
- "Get your stinkin' hands off me!" she exclaimed and lashed out at me. I ducked.
- "By touching the Queen Gorilla, you have made yourself an outcast", she continued, and I suddenly found myself running down the stairs with an army of gorillas breathing down my neck. A fabulous island hunt ensues, with myself running about in familiar and non-familiar places, chased by gorillas and a pack of wolves(!). The animals are eventually joined by selected humans - my fellow students of Media Studies at the university(!).
I'm lucky, though. I have suddenly acquired the capability to jump skyhigh, onto rooftops and treetops. I'm evading the mob for a while, untill I finally encounter a variation of the Queen Gorilla again, by the pier. We sit down and talk out our differences.
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LMAO!
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Possibly inspired by seeing a CD of Stravinsky's Sacre du Printemps conducted by Mariss Jansons in a friend's shelf yesterday, and Thor's Spartacus thread:Mariss Jansons was the victim of a political intrigue, wanted for murder because he was believed to have thrown some rocks at people in the woods (which in fact was done by other people, but I can't remember who either were). He had to flee and joined a group of fugitives who did nothing but wandering around all day long and making barbecues. Somewhere at that point this became a Kubrick film, and every scene ended with a slow pan of the camera across the all the tables and through the various bottles and dishes, always ending with a view of my uncle, who was eating all the time. NP: Mike Oldfield compilation by Timmer
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Aug 14, 2001 - 1:32 AM
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Thor
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LOL!Now that's Monthy Python material, right there...
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A couple of days ago, I dreamt that Felowship of the Ring had already come to the cinema, and it was only then that I realized that very thrilled though I am already, the real excitement (still refering to the time BEFORE I actually see it) is yet to come, and that I will probably be as thrilled as seldom before when I'm about to go to theater and buy my ticket.NP: Richard Wagner: Der Ring des Nibelungen, excerpts (Berlin Philharmonic, Herbert von Karajan)
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Sep 25, 2001 - 9:23 AM
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Ken S
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In the middle of 90's I had a long period of dreams about John Williams himself - each of them following the same pattern: Williams always made every attempt to avoid an encounter if he had seen me. Furthermore, it always seemed totally accidental for us to be in the same place simultaneously. And I even didn't stalk or lurk him - I was just always surprised that we bumped into each others.Anyway, in the later dreams there appeared also a middle-aged woman with friendly face who always kept an eye on Williams. I always thought she could be Lauren Gordon, a real assistant to Williams - but the final dream revealed herself as something totally different - HOLD ON YOUR HATS, because here comes the revelation of the century from my final dream... As usual, Williams was avoiding me in VERY clear ways - and it was I who felt a bit annoyed about this... It was a dinner party in a big theater, and I remember always going from room to room to meet my friends and other people and always I saw Williams leaving the room with a frightened look towards me. Then I searched for the men's room and I was a bit lost in the labyrinthic corridors of the theater - and there he was again: John Williams, running like the dickens away from me... like in a horror movie or something. But then the woman appeared and said that it was best for us having a little talk - and for all of the places, we hid in a "broom-closet" because the woman wanted. There she told me a secret - which I shouldn't tell to anybody (but let's hope this is only a dream, so here it goes): She told me that actually SHE WAS JOHN WILLIAMS, so to speak. She was the person responsible of all the marvelous composition - but due to some bizarre reasons, Hollywood people wanted "that grandpa-looking friendly man" to act John Williams in public. The woman told also that the people in the Gorfaine & Schwartz Agency really were afraid that I COULD have determination enough to find out about this secret myself - so that was the reason this public "John Williams" character avoided every encounter with me. But the woman, the REAL "Williams" had pity upon me (because she had read all of my letters and knew I was sincere and serious about the things I wrote) - so she wanted me to know that "she is there for me", but begged that I keep it all as a secret - because really, the film music field would never be the same if the truth did surface. Since this dream I've NEVER seen another with John Williams, nor that woman. Kinda spooky, isn't it..? http://www.filmscoremonthly.com/board/smile.gif">
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