The Soundtrack of My Dreams

The music that binds us through space and time.

Photo by Илья Мельниченко on Unsplash

Most mornings I wake up with a song in my head. My eyes snap open and a song plays on repeat while the neurochemical, norepinephrine floods my cerebral cortex trying to erase any trace of shenanigans. I have to concentrate, keep the song alive in my mind before it vanishes. Some are songs I often listen to, while others are not, but for whatever reason they play inside my rusty innards. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if it was something trying to communicate with me from another place through song? God’s way of having a conversation across space and time. My prayers answered through the universal language made from cryptic imagery. Sounds like a book I know.

It’s a nice thought.

I started documenting the tracks each morning to continue the conversation. To find some sort of connection. Listen, I know, you don’t need to say it, but I’m a dreamer and despite what my wife might think, a hopeless romantic. I can hear her laughing already.

These are the songs I woke up to last week.

Thursday morning, May 22: Chevelle- Rabbit Hole (Cowards, Pt. 1)

Friday morning, May 23: Momma- I Want You (Fever)

Saturday morning, May 24: Phantogram- Come Alive

Sunday morning, May 25: Nothing But Thieves- Welcome to the DCC

I’ve read through the lyrics of each song, and of course if you’re looking for meaning you can connect the dots. I have no intention of getting lost down a… rabbit hole. Hey, wait a minute.

Another explanation could be my brain is scoring my dreams. Creating a soundtrack. I’ve always wanted to be a director, who knew I’ve been doing it in my sleep. Real head scratchers. Bizarre, David Lynch escapades. My mind defragging, processing emotion. Might as well throw in a catchy tune. I listen to music throughout the day, makes sense it’s still in there at night.

Regardless the reason, each morning I come alive to music. Hey, wait a minute….

I slip on a carrot, and fall backwards into a hole someone dug up in my backyard. Tumbling down a tunnel that doesn’t seem to have a bottom, light quickly disappears and I’m lost in a tube of dirt with a circle of light above getting smaller, carrots raining down bonking my head.

I’ll keep you posted.