Thunder Only Happens When It's Raining

(Copied from another forum I'm on, thus spiced up with some wikipedia-links. Ryan and String are both users on that forum.)

Had two lengthy dreams tonight, the second one was a nightmare involving Damon.


I can't recall exactly what it was, but it was some Gorillaz-related event. Definitely not a concert, more something like a ROTO-book signing but way more important with lots of people attending (I think it involved Damon and Jamie holding speeches or something), but not all of them hardcore fans or anything. Not sure whether it was in Germany or Great Britain (or maybe one and the same).

The first part that I recall was me walking with Damon in some big, tall glass hall on first floor (for Ammies: second floor) level, about to walk down the stairs. The event, whatever it had been, was just over. I think most people were still in the main hall where things had happened (the glass hall was some type of lobby). The whole dream involved me walking along with Damon. It was about me wanting to talk to him and to try to establish a future contact, like an email or postal address (although I never referred to anything specific explicitly) so I could send him Philipp D. Maier Album (product placement) because I hoped (as I did in real life when I told Ryan to give it to Damon, which he didn't, which obviously still causes me grief and slight anger) that Damon would listen to and like it (and then collaborate with me :33).

We left the building. I can't recall when we talked about what, but mainly it was kind of about Damon being visibly fed up with fans trying to talk with him. He made it clear (again, probably not very explicitly) that he just wanted to take a stroll and that he was slightly annoyed by fans always wanting to talk. (I think I recall one outdoors scene where in fact there was some String-like girl fan was all geeking out on him and him visibly being annoyed.) Remember, I had an important mission in mind, so while Damon passively tolerated me walking along with him on his stroll, I only said about one sentence every two minutes or so so that he wouldn't get annoyed. I really wanted to avoid him getting the image that I was some annoying fan who wanted to talk about how awesome Damon and his music were and wanting him to sign things or anything; the reason I wanted to talk to him, after all, had the goal that we miiight just make music together in the future. I still was aware that it would definitely seem stalker-ish to give him my email (because obviously, if he'd replied, even if just to tell me what he thought, which would already have been awesome, I'd have had his email address, which would be perfectly understandable for him not to want to happen.) I remember thinking about different ways to go about this, like telling him to use an email of a friend's of his to let me know what he thought, but then in some way that would have been even more stalker-ish.

The next place in the dream that I recall was when we were in front of some church/swimming pool type building. (??) We entered the building (I think it was POSSIBLY where the event had taken place, but a different side of the building. With kind of like dressing rooms. Like they have at important red-carpet events/in film studios, for stars to dress, but well, looking like swimming pool dressing rooms. I think Bobby Womack might have been in one.) I think the walls or SOMETHING there was orange. I still walked with Damon but we were barely exchanging words.

The next part is when we left that building, too. The whole post-event dream was already in the evening and it was getting dark. At some point (in order to explain to him why a contact was needed) I told Damon that at the previous and only other event of his (possibly a concert) that I had attended (which I can't recall at all and aren't even sure whether I actively thought about much during the dream), I had brought along a physical CD of my album for him but hadn't been able to find him. I'm not sure whether that was just an excuse (not sure for what though) because then, I said that for this event, I hadn't brought along the physical CD because I, well, (embarassed gesturing) had (you-better-admit-it) just forgotten it (nervous, but clearly angry-of-oneself laugh). I feared that this kind of worked-up behaviour would get him annoyed, but he didn't seem to care much and we just kept walking without him reacting much.

At some point (the whole walking up till then was about 10 - 20 minutes I'd think), it was dark by then, we arrived at some kind of car park. (This had always been the destination we were walking to, which had added to my problem of how to ask Damon for a contact, because not only did I know he didn't want me to talk a lot, but I also was under some time pressure.) Within the building we sort of got to a staircase without any lights via where we went down into some pretty dark cellar complex. Not really sure what we did there, but the next part was about us going up the stairs again. At that point, about 600 11-or-12-year-old fans streamed down the (normal-sized) stairway and buried us under them. I think a few of them looked like Ryan, and I think Ryan had led them there. I recall being angry at Ryan (although I couldn't single him out in the crowd) for doing this shit. I was also slightly panicking because we were drowning under those fans. For some reason while I was still struggling, I knew that Damon was almost on top and out of the staircase again. I feared that I'd lose him, but for some reason, like in some computer game, I could go to some menu and see a numbered list of all persons in the staircase, and for some reason I knew that Damon was number 407, and for some reason that made me know exactly where he was, and for some reason suddenly I was out of the staircase again and running; then (the car park was really dark) I saw the silhouette of a person driving in a car which was coming from behind, so I ran up to it and asked "is that you?" and Damon replied yes (not sure how we could talk to each other while he was in the car). - I recall being really confused about him driving a car because he doesn't have a licence, but I'm not sure whether I wondered that during the dream or in that phase after a dream where you've waken up but still think that the dream was a real event. - I think I got in his car and it was there that I talked to him again ("sorry that I'm asking you, but I'm kind of desparate because this might be the last time in my life that I ever see you") (same situation in real life, I doubt I'll ever meet Damon). He replied (not very annoyedly), but I'm not sure what. Memory gets reaaally hazy from this point on but I think we drove to some place that would have taken us about 5 or 10 minutes to walk to, but took us only 2 minutes or so to drive to. There miiight have been a chauffeur by some point.

We were out of the car again and walked next to some wall maybe next to some park or something (and a street on the other side where we had possibly been driving before). I think I had lost track of Damon again. (It still (or again?) wasn't completely dark outside.) I think the wall kind of went up to some school-like building which was also the building where the initial event had taken place and outside where now fans were walking around, many of them looking for Damon. I was coming around the corner of the end of the side of the wall that didn't adjoin to the school. The wall wasn't straight all the way, sort of like this:



(For reference, the straight part of the wall was about 200 metres (for Ammies: yards) long, so pretty long.)

I found Damon on one of the parts of the wall parallel to the motorway that weren't the long straight part. Damon was sort of a part of the wall (but not in a gay Pirates-of-the-Caribbean-Flying-Dutchman way, he was rather a brick in the wall or maybe part of a (moving?) stickman graffito on the wall or possibly both). When I found him/noticed it was him (through my previously-mentioned sort-of radar), he was a normal human again and we kept walking and talking. I think this is possibly when the previously mentioned scene with the String-like girl happened. We then (or before) were also kind of running, him trying to avoid the fans and me still accompanying him. Or something. I think the dream ended soon after. By the end of all of this (the wall scene lasted maybe about 10 minutes), it was completely dark.