RATFUCKER
After a dream in which I discovered that Armand Schaubroeck had issued a "box set" consisting of 3 10" records, a triangle-shaped 7", a brioche and 16 pieces of Turkish delight.
Had a dream once that I found a "second" Electric Eels LP in a shop. There have been others.
This happens to me quite a bit! On the rare occasions that I can remember the specifics, they're usually pretty bizarre. A relatively normal instance: I had a dream that I found a Who album in a dollar bin called "England's Dead"; cover art was a slick Hipgnosis-esque collage of glass buildings. I guessed it was chronologically somewhere in the neighborhood of
It's Hard and
Face Dances. Every song on it sounded like "Eminence Front", which would make it a first-rate cheapside, right up there with Montrose s/t and
Sign "O" The Times. In another dream, I was digging through crates inside a large pup tent at an indoor flea market, pulling all kindsa records by well-known bands that I'd never heard before, as well as total obscurities. The only ones I could remember upon waking up were a Byrds album titled "Guarnacha Beat Party", a single by Paul A. Blandkind called "Keepin' You" (cue user: teenagegurls' discogs search), and a comp of New Jersey hardcore called "YUCK! A FART" (which may actually exist).
Slightly more involved dreams include one in which I was driving through a cornfield and saw a portable record player in a small clearing, got out to pick it up and realized there was a record spinning on it, which the label identified as a Dave Edmunds song called "Miserable Girls". I don't remember what it sounded like, but it probably ruled! Lastly, there's the dream in which a young Nick Lowe drops acid and consults a deck of oblique strategies-type cards created by an unnamed psychedelic Sun Ra-ish character, upon which he determines that the Beatles' "Help!" had a metaphysical C-side, an 8-minute dirge called "Whip Them, Zion!"