Markman's NEW AND IMPROVED Dream Catalogue

I'm in an unfinished basement with a friend. We are playing Rock Band. Im on drums and we are playing a weird song with a beautiful choir part. I'm improvising a fantastic cymbal solo to it and it is coming out great. Before I finish, I'm teleported to a movie theatre and am arguing with a friends dad with Obama. He storms away and I'm left to sit on a chair and the dream ends.