Our subconscious is a powerful and telling thing. When we dream it usually has to do with something that is troubling us, that we are fixated on, or that is locked in our memory.
Which brings me to the dream that I had last night.
The troubling thing about the dream that I had last night is that it did not fit into any of the previously mentioned categories. For example…
It wasn’t a night terror - though, depending on your taste in music, one could ultimately argue that it was.
It wasn’t a dream based on past memories - and if it was, then, at some point in my life, I was abducted by aliens with extremely bad taste in music.
It wasn’t a dream that focused on anything that I am currently fixated on – unless Sara Jean Underwood happens to be a huge Night Ranger fan.
In my dream last night I traveled to far off lands, saw amazing and beautiful things, swam in the clearest and warmest of waters, stood on the highest of mountains, and walked through lush forests teeming with life. And through it all; the spice filled air of far distant bazaar’s, the lazy main streets of small towns wrapped in spring, was fucking Sister Christian by Night Ranger playing again and again and again and again and again in my head. It was like I was trapped on the chain swings at Playland in 1984 and they wouldn’t let me off.
Obviously, and I will not deny it, this morning I considered taking my own life. The reason? Because for all I know I could find myself in some fantastic paradise in my dreams tomorrow night only have November Rain trapped inside of my head like two ferrets shoved down the pants of some poor sap whose willy has been lathered with honey. And if that happens, God knows where it will end. For all I know, I could spend the rest of my life dreaming of the most beautiful things only to have Against All Odds stuck in my head like an ice pick. And seriously, who wouldn’t want to knock themselves off faced with that possibility?
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the hills are alive with the sound of music you don’t want to hear….
next time dream up some earplugs and enjoy the scenery!
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I have a few books on dream interpretation and stuff like that… But I still think that sometimes, a dream is just a bunch of random things.
Hehe, try listening to good music before you go to bed?
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Holy Goodness.. I laughed so hard I fricken hyper ventilated.. God Matt put a warning up!!!
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Was your intent to get these songs into our heads so we have them stuck in there and are tortured by them all day? If so… You have succeeded. grrrrrr
If your ears start ringing later…don’t worry I’m just cussing you out.
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Holy Goodness.. I laughed so hard I fricken hyper ventilated from laughing… God Matt put a warning up!!! Its jut not fair.. not at all.
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I know it seems dire, but…
There’s so much in life
Don’t you give it up
Before your time is due
It’s true
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AHAHAHAHA that is funny…even with all the bad songs that i have had stuck in my head none of the above mentioned have ever popped in my head/dreams, BUT now that i have said that i will propably have a horrible nightmare where Axle Rose is stalking me. LOL God i hope not
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Against All Odds > Sussudio
I find this to be an interesting parallel of the half-full/half-empty glass scenario. Life sucks most of the time, but we ultiamtely make a choice to focus on the good or the bad. You gave up a ll the good stuff in that dream because of the soundtrack?
Seriously dude… I think sometimes for you the glass is beyond half-empty. It;s fallen on the floor and you;ve cut your foot from stepping on it.
I say think back to these parts and enjoy:
“In my dream last night I traveled to far off lands, saw amazing and beautiful things, swam in the clearest and warmest of waters, stood on the highest of mountains, and walked through lush forests teeming with life. The spice filled air of far distant bazaar’s, the lazy main streets of small towns wrapped in spring.”
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I would like to say “that is tragic” and all that, but I can’t.
I like that Sister Christian song, just how it gets loud with the chorus and the drums pounding as it builds up.
November Rain is a good song when you’re dumped, and I used to listen to it a few times. Mostly, Against All Odds was played over and over, along side Never Gonna Fall In Love Again (Eric Carman) and Here I Am (Air Supply) and Running For Home (MGB) and … there’s a lot of great songs for that.
Though why you’d have these in ‘paradise’ is a question. Perhaps your mind is saying “this is almost paradise, you need one more piece of the puzzle to make it truly complete” and that being a life partner. Who knows.
At least it wasn’t “Almost Paradise” (we’re knocking on heaven’s door, almost paradise, how could we ask for more…) or Someday/This is How You Remind Me (play them both side by side SAME SONG) or My Heart Will Go On or To All The Girls I’ve Loved Before or Oh Sherie or…
It could be worse man…
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Sister Christian was a good song…at the time. For me, it brings back memories of innocence. If I remember correctly, I was about 11ish and it was summertime and I practically lived at Park Lane Pool, Greenfield Park, Quebec! My biggest concern was would I be able to do a 1 1/2 off the little diving board or would I get my face slapped? More often than not, I got my face slapped b/c my timing was off. My pool towel said: Do Unto Other As You Would Have Done Onto You. I was a pretty self sufficient good kid. I remember feeling geeky and awkward but otherwise happy.
Today, I talk with my 4/12 year old about that towel saying and as I write other memories of that time flood my head. 80’s music wasn’t great nor was the style: pointy shoes, baggy pants rolled up and big hair. But, it is our past and it wasn’t all that bad. Let’s face it, for most of us, music is a road map to our past.
I’m gonna put a song in your head right now and no matter how hard you try not to, YOU WILL THINK OF IT TONIGHT WHEN YOU GO TO SLEEP: When you get caught between the moon and New York City….yikes, now there’s a bad song!!
Sweet Dreams….[and another one...bites the dust....] LOL
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Wow….I kind of like those 3 songs mentioned. My soundtrack to the vists of three “Ghosts of shitty music past” includes “My humps, my humps, my lovely lady lumps (Black Eyed Peas)”, “Quit playin’ games with my heart (Backsteet Boys)” and the all time nails on a chalkboard song “Old Time Rock and Roll (wedding classic by Mr. Bob Seger)”. I want to “take those old records off the shelf” and slit my wrists with them when I hear that ol’ ditty.
Let’s see…”Sister Christian” puts us in 1984. Matt’s around 13 and watching “Friday Night Videos”. Infatuated by the long flowing mullet of ____ Blades, the lead singer of the band, Matt wonders “How can any woman find that attractive?”
November Rain sees us in 1991. Matt’s 20 or so, and while trying to convince his friends that Talk Talk are better than GnR, he also points out while watching the November Rain video, that no self-respecting model (Stephanie Seymour) would ever marry someone with the greasy and disgusting locks of one Axl Rose. Also, Slash whails away on his guitar, curly rat’s nest nestled quietly under a cartoonish tophat. “How does this guy even see?” Matt says…
Against All Odds takes us backwards again to 1985 or so with a balding Phil Collins narrating steamy and sometimes violent movie clips involving the king of receeding hairlines, Mr. James Woods, and the bushy, healthy and overly thick mane of Jeff Bridges in a love triangle involving that acctress….something Ward and Matt thinks “Choose Neither! They’re both ridiculous!”
It’s all so obvious. The dreams are about hair.
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Quoting jenniferlowen:
I know it’s crazy, but it’s true…
If you get caught between the moon and New York Ciiiiiiteee, the best that you can do, the best that you can do is fall in love…
Cursed my memory for music but not for work material… I used to memory guitar solos in my head, I could hear only a bar and know what song it was. Even now, I can usually tell (80’s and 90’s music) which song it is within the first bar or two.
Yet I can’t remember C class and object handling…
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Well, at least you didn’t dream through Survivor’s Greatest Hit(s).
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Son of a Bitch….trying to get ready for freakin work and now i am singing Sister Christan…..may the dancing baby from Alley McBeal haunt your dreams tonight :) i hope not, but its about as close as i can come to threating you for getting that stupid song stuck in my head! :)
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If you do decide to take your own life, you must know that the entrance song that will play continuously as you reach your ultimate, everlasting paradise will be:
Relax by Frankie Goes to Hollywood.
And for a precious few, paradise -is- having two ferrets showed down one’s pants. Perhaps while Against All Odds plays.
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“like two ferrets shoved down the pants of some poor sap whose willy has been lathered with honey.”
well now, that just topped off my Friday afternoon!
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Hilarious, Matt. At least it was nothing by Gwen Stefani.
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Somehow I lived through high school in the 80s without ever hearing any Night Ranger, so I guess I’m safe from that. There’s always Poison songs to worry about…or Dokken. Ouch.
I had the song “Satisfaction” by Benny Benassi lodged in my head for some reason yesterday. Doesn’t get much more repetitive than that. After trying to drive it out for a while I finally gave in and honed my “speech synthesizer” voice (not that I had one previously).
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Matt: Don’t fret. Look on the bright side. It could have been “I Wanna Be A Rock Star” by Nickleback. If I hear that, or any other song by them one more time, I’m going to drill a hole into my forehead. This is why I keep my CD changer full of Matthew Good CD’s, and keep the radio turned off.
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Okay, this was funny an hour ago, but Alfred Molina is still dancing around in his underwear in my head. Not cool!
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Would it have been better or worse if it were Zamfir playing his pan flutes?
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I have never actually heard Sister Christian, to the best of my knowledge.
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That was the best thing I have ever read in my whole entire life. I have smile leftovers…
For the record, I do a wicked impression of Phil Collins in the video for that song…the little elbow move at the end…oh yeah. Awesome.
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Quoting Shane:
Yes you have. It’s inescapable.
Maybe Matt will do a Flickr vid of his own personal rendition to help you place it…
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The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald by Gordon Lightfoot. I get that f*cking song in my head and I’m knackered for about two days - but I love old Gordo Phil Collins on the other hand, can make you feel like your girlfriend left you even though she hasn’t - that guys the devil - first he followed me around during my highschool and university days providing the soundtrack for my abysmal love life - but that wasn’t enough - then I get married and have kids and there he is again - writing soundtracks for Disney movies which my kids watch over and over and over again. If I ever meet Phil Collins there’s gonna be a punch up.
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What is hell, but heaven with a cruel twist?
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what the hell is wrong with “against all odd’s”?
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Pain and Pleasure ….
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I thought I hadn’t heard that song before. So I checked out the video on YouTube. Turns out I did know the song and blacked it out for a reason.
I have to say …this post was hilarious. It made my day.I have this habit of not laughing out loud if I’m the only person reading something so I don’t look like a crazy person. But when I hold in laughter my eyes water. So now I’m wiping my eyes.
And like a bunch of others said …it could be worse. It could be a Nickleback song. Or Celine Dion.
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After some more thought I’m going to try and get a musical restraining order on Phil Collins - I think the guy is stalking me acoustically.
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You shut your mouth about Against All Odds!
(actually have you ever heard the version by The Postal Service? It’s pretty catchy…)
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That is disturbing.
I go into many stores for my job and I end up waking up to one of the songs that I heard playing the day before……everyday I wake up to a different tune…..and then it stays with me until I hear another stupid song again……it is like my own personal ipod. No Matthew Good tunes though……..bummer.
I did hear a Nickelback song though…..sorry…..if I wake up to one of those, I must have been having a nightmare.
Love from Buffalo!
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Quoting mlvegas:
Nightmare indeed. What’s worse is that my brother and one of my close friends both love Nickleback. My brother walks around the house singing Nickleback and then pretends like he knows anything about good music. HA!
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Here’s a song after the ferrets do their damage. You won’t get this one out of your mind. I can’t resist. I hope you get a good laugh.
I don’t know what the hell I’m doing. I hope this works.
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Didn’t work. Where is my son when I need him. He’s the one who sent this to me. Any way, if you go to You Tube, put in search for King Missile Detachable Penis
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Quoting Shane:
I YouTubed it.. and I can honestly say I have never heard that song before and I would never like to hear it again.
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Last night I dreamed that I was playing online video games with Rob Reiner and we were talking about Star Trek. When the dream switched to us talking face to face, he looked like a pudgy version of Joe Dirt.
Good luck with that one Freud.
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Ha I’ll take that dream any day over a night terror.Thats a dream that when you wake up you don’t know how to react because your used to waking up with your heart beating out your chest. I’ve noticed what I ingest near bedtime also influences my dreams and sugar is not my friend.
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Quoting foresthouse:
Well, maybe it was.
See, Matt, you have to look at the symbolism of it all: there you were, in amazing places, doing amazing things, but unable to escape a song you didn’t want to hear, playing over and over again. It’s somewhat like your commentary today on the Shot of Love stupidity - the amazing things in our world are being drowned out by the annoying, stupid things we don’t seem to be able, as a culture to escape. Clearly this unfortunate reality has been on your mind recently. So…in the end, the dream makes perfect sense!
Ah, creative psychiatry! That’ll be 5 cents, please. ;o)
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I don’t want to offend anyone with that video if I did. That’s not my style.
Please forgive me in advance if I did.
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I often wake up with a tune in my head that played throughout all my dreams the night before, I started having to listen to music when I fell asleep so that I could at least have something good playing. It’s amazing how much our dreams affect us the next day, hey? I’ve been reading about the pineal gland and DMT a lot lately, interesting stuff.
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Makes me interested to know, what music do you listen to in your downtime Matt? Do you enjoy your own music enough to relax with it, or is it just ‘work’?
Owen
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Perhaps your subconscious would like you do to an acoustic cover of “Sister Christian” on the upcoming tour?
Or not.
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One word: Muzak. Oh yeah. The most painful songs you have ever heard. I spend my entire day wanting to jab pens into my eyes to try to alleviate the pain of the awful Muzak cd’s we are forced to listen to. I actually walked out of a PF Chang’s once when I realized they had the same Muzak CD playing as the one I had just spent an 8 hour shift listening to. Top of the list of bad Muzak songs? Wishing Well by Anastacia.
Matthew Good I feel your pain.
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Holy Garbanzo Beans! I didn’t realize what song Sister Christian was, and then I looked it up and it’s on one of our Muzak CD’s. This makes me even happier that I don’t have to work this weekend…
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“Obviously, and I will not deny it, this morning I considered taking my own life. The reason? Because for all I know I could find myself in some fantastic paradise in my dreams tomorrow night only have November Rain trapped inside of my head like two ferrets shoved down the pants of some poor sap whose willy has been lathered with honey. And if that happens, God knows where it will end. For all I know, I could spend the rest of my life dreaming of the most beautiful things only to have Against All Odds stuck in my head like an ice pick. And seriously, who wouldn’t want to knock themselves off faced with that possibility?”
This made me cringe.
I’m going through a major overhaul in my lifestyle. By all accounts, it should be a welcome change, but because of the personal urgency I’ve placed on extremely difficult changes, I’ve had some extremely disturbing mental images and thoughts go through my head. I can’t stand the idea of anybody else putting with this shit, and then I read someone actually does.
No mater what, please hang in there.
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I had the opposite today in wake time. Day at work bullshit but listening to Steve Winwood’s new single, Dirty City featuring some dude named Eric on the geetar, over and over.
It’ll cure what ails ya
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What I need to know is was there a Chinese sex slave boy toy named Cosmo throwing firecrackers?
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This strangely hits close to home for me because a few nights ago I had a dream I was dancing around in a cheap devil suit a la jon lovitz on saturday night live to the tune ‘ace of spades’ by motorhead. The disturbing thing is I think the dream lasted the entire 9 hours I slept, I mean I even woke up to take a piss, went back to sleep and there I was again in a stretchy red devil suit with my pitchfork doing the running man.
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That’s one way to look at it, but really, you could just be glad that you dream at night or dream at night and can remember it.
Because I can’t.
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I have recurring dreams of two things:
1) my teeth breaking or being chipped/damaged somehow.
2) falling asleep with my glasses on and waking up to find them bent or broken.
They’re so vivid that I end up waking up from them either reaching for my face to feel for my glasses or my teeth.
I’ve had both dreams countless times. The glasses one 3 times in the past week or so.
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she hopes no one can hear her thinking “hey, I like November Rain”.
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I was so amused by this, I related it to my husband. His comment? “SISTER CHRISTIAN IS A REALLY GOOD SONG!” (All caps = indignant. Yup.)
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The fact that some people didn’t realize this was a joke is a little unsettling.
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ahahahahah…. I realized it was a joke when you started a cry at the end…. that was hilarious.
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Quoting Patrick Pitt:
no way phil collins did this originally! i like the postal service version MUCH better.
i havent heard sister christian; i was busy in a womb at that time har har.
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Hey Matt, you should come with me to the Vancouver Art Gallery on 4/20, that always cheers me up
btw. i like the name of this post =]
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Quoting Matthew Good:
They probably didn’t get my first comment, either, then. Good comedy, wasted…
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^i thought it was funny, eventhough i didnt actually know the song, it’s obvious it was a reference.
*sorry to actually answer/over-analyze a rhetorical statement haha
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… it’s that i’m tired, but i can’t, don’t feel like, and i’m afraid to go to sleep b/c i fear i might be visited by nickelback melodies (really, melody).
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Sister Christian totally reminds me of Boogie Nights. And, I must admit, I LOVE November Rain. Thinking about it, I have never had a dream with music playing in it. Now I want one. Oh and Matt, doing a cover of Sister Christian on Flickr would be awesome, with the whole air band thing. I think I would die laughing. You would have to get the 80’s look with the spandex and all. HOT!!!!!
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Jnifer did you add me on facebook? is that you?
Oh man, air band daze…….
curious if Matt ever did air band now, in highschool.
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Quoting Shane:
oh god, you probably have but don’t realize…..
all you gotta do is start singing “motor in, what’s your price for flight’ and then later on in the song emphasize ‘moooooooooootoooooor iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin’……
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How about fuckin “Banana Phone” dude? Have that shit stuck in your head…… “Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring…Ba- na- na phone!”…. Fuck off. But I totally get you- having ANY repetitive sound play over and over makes me wanna shoot myself in the fott, just to side track my thoughts.
Happy to hear you are having wonderful dreams though- too bad you just couldn’t turn down the volume;0)
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Quoting Matthew Good:
Come on Matt, you should know by now that anything you say can and will probably be taken as seriously as people can manage.
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Quoting deb:
I like November Rain, but not for listening. When I was in college studing radio, we used to have a two hour time slot on the small PA station we had connected to the cafeteria. The song ran long enough for me to run to the cafe, get a drink and run outside for a smoke (pleading the fith). The only song that better than November Rain was the End by the Doors. With that one, I through in some TV watching and a trip to the washroom.
Other than that, I can’t stand Guns and Roses. They bug me.
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Quoting Matthew Good:
I sure hope you mean the suicide part of the post and not the disdain for Night Ranger part (youtubed the song). Careful, or pundits may start accusing you of being elitist…
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!!!Sara Jean Underwood. could you be more common in your taste? cripes! Your status as my imaginary boyfriend is in serious risk. lol
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Quoting Matthew Good:
Having two ferrets shoved down your pants is no joke.
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What Patrick said, “You shut your mouth about Against All Odds!”
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Stuff the dream…I wanna know how YOU know ferrets like honey. On a dick. :0)
xx
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Quoting T-Lee:
I sure did T Lee….It was the whole smashing pissers and double clicking the mouse thing. haha…
I for sure wanna know if Matt did air bands. Matt? Fill us in? How about a preview on Flickr?
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Quoting Stormydog:
During the second world war, the Japanese used the technique to torture. they would introduce honey to the legs and lower regions, tied the ends of the pants together, and introduce two ferrets or similar animals. sometimes insects as well.
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:o(
jnifer…. guess patience comes to those who wait…. for the answer…
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Quoting T-Lee:
patience? wish i had some…:0)
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Quoting Matthew Good:
That is horrible. I may have nightmares now.
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Quoting Matthew Good:
OMG. Sorry Sugar….that’s so gross. I thought the bamboo shoots torture was bad enough – tying a guy prostrate above young shoots, allowing them to grow and penetrate his body. F*ck I feel a real idiot now.
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Matthew, have you ever read any of the books about those who fought in the First World War? I never knew until recently that the “Lost Generation” (so eloquently put, dontcha think) was not a euphemism for the soldiers that died but was, rather, for the legacy they were unable to leave behind. The sons, daughters, nieces and nephews they would never have. You really should read the late Alan Clarke’s book, Donkeys. It’s about the f*cking idiots that played the whole pointless, utterly futile war like a game.
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I have a question, was the whole dream a joke, too? it’s it’s it’s disturbing that it’s all possibly made up.
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Quoting jnifer:
oh, I meant about him answering us about the air band question…..
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awww….. you don’t like Phil??
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Quoting jnifer:
They’ve done worse in Nanjing. And yet they deny it, even after several surviving soldiers and victims tell their stories of what happened, the Japanese Government still denies it.
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Ahhh - you see what I do when a song gets stuck in my head is start thinking of really vulgar lyrics and sing it aloud to whoever is nearby to listen. My wife isn’t keen on it, but I figure if I have to suffer, why not others :)