06/24/98
- "Sara Smile"-Hall & Oates
Me and a friend were sitting in my living room, watching tv. We were
watching some program where bands were interviewed and they played video
clips and/or concert footage. When I walked into the living room,
it was already in progress, so I sat down in the chair. T-bone Wolk
(bassist for Hall & Oates) was on the screen, and he had his hat off.
He had a crew cut. He was talking but I don't remember what about.
Daryl was standing next to him and it was as if they were talking to each
other about a song they were recording (anyway it wasn't really an interview,
more like an overheard!). I remember thinking, "I've never heard T-bone
talk" but he sounded very normal, very ordinary. They were in this
room that I figured was huge (and full of other band members) but the camera
didn't show it. T-bone and Daryl were standing in front of this large
window that overlooked the city. Daryl's hair looked awful.
The front of his hair, instead of draping slightly over his forehead, he
had moussed or gelled it back with a comb. It looked sticky and stiff.
And it didn't lay straight, either. It didn't conform to his head,
instead it stood up at a 45 degree angle. Like this /
When you first saw him, it looked like he had a crew cut that had grown
out funny, but then when he turned slightly to his right and looked at
T-bone, you could see the hair angled up. I remember saying something
to my friend about how terrible his hair looked.
Then I had just gotten up from a nap and walked out into the backyard.
The yard looked really different. I think Walter was sitting out
in a chair, talking on the phone. I wandered around a bit (barefoot)
and then stepped on something that stuck into my foot. I pulled it
out, and I remember shoo-ing a bird away and then walking back over rocky
dirt back towards the back door (there was no porch). I suddenly
began singing, "Sara Smile", and very well, I might add. I never
got to the chorus as I reached the back door, and I remember thinking that
I was going to eat a piece of cake when I went in the kitchen.
Then me and Harvey Keitel were in my parent's basement poised with guns
pointing at each other. I sized him up and figured I could shoot
at him and kill him while dodging where he would shoot at me. I shot
at him a couple billion times, but he just wouldn't die. Somehow
I managed to dodge the bullets he was shooting at me. I finally realized
that he was a robot (what was this, Westworld?) and he kept coming closer
to me, with this demented look on his face. I think he was reloading
(and enjoying watching me squirm!)and I was thinking maybe I could blow his
head off at close range, or at least his hands so he couldn't shoot me.
As he got right up on me, I kicked his gun out of his hands (I think I
had dropped mine, because I ran out of bullets). For some reason,
we had both been carrying cameras. As I kicked the gun, the camera
hit the floor, too (as well as mine). I grabbed up one camera and
yanked out the film while he was shuffling on the floor for his gun (he
seemed to be moving very slowly). I grabbed the other camera and
started pulling out the film, but it was really long narrow film.
I took the camera with me, still pulling it out, and I was gonna make a
break for it. Harvey was grabbing the other film I left on the floor,
I supposed he thought he could salvage the pictures, which were supposed
to blackmail me or something.
**Remember: This is
ONLY a DREAM!**