Mondo Bungle

I had this dream about Michael Gira that was way more linear and coherent than my dreams ever are or have any right to be, and now I think he wouldn't like me.

in the dream he happened upon my music and took a heavy interest in it and started reworking arrangements into some kinda ridiculous musical endeavor he was undertaking and then I was contacted to do kind of the same (at this point in some sort of subplot of the dream I was being a musical mentor for this kid and telling him about how ragas were specifically designed to induce a trance like state, which he thought was cool), and eventually Gira and I were summoned to a radio show for interviews and to play our remix/covers. They played one he did first and it was immense and studiously produced with all kinds of stuff going on, making my redux of his stuff seem shallow and just generally not as amazing when they played mine, and I got the impression the whole time that he was thinking I was a lazy hack not suitable to touch his music. Then after the show we actually met in person, and me being the introvert I am (quite literally in this sense) I only mustered up the nerve to say "hey real nice to meet you, great music", which I think only furthered his hypothetical disdain for me. So he handed me a peeled banana and walked off in a huff, and I told the boy I was mentoring that he probably found me to be a wretched cretin if that's all I could say and that I just wasn't respectful of his immense status and music and that his work on my stuff was a horrible mistake because I shouldn't be allowed to bask in his presence and ability.

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