Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Busking in Paris

I was riding in the back of a transport truck through Paris after it was liberated in WWII.  I pointed out to the people in the truck that all these buildings were rigged to explode, but the Germans never destroyed them.  I noticed that some of the buildings had their facades blown off.

Then I was by a bridge.  The bridge went over a courtyard below to a romantic style building.  I was busking with some guy on drums and a woman on bass.  I played the guitar and was trying to get a harder sound from everyone.  I wanted to be the a pioneer in rock and roll, about ten  years early.

I was in the same courtyard, but it had a large dirigible in the middle and buildings built into the walls.  All of this was for people about 1/10 the size of me.  Then Superman and Batman were defending it against aliens.  The aliens made all these plants grow.  The rest is fuzzy.  Then I was walking along some catwalks in a bombed out building.  I was still trying to be a  pioneer in rock and roll.  Part of the building was a school hallway with lockers.  I was mad that the record labels were not happy with my sound so I decided to start my own label.

Then the building was part marsh and I was walking through it.  There were two skeletons about 12" high playing some tune.  I knew them when they worked at a grocery store so I walked up and talked to them.

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