Alright, so I had this cool/crazy/screwed up dream last night. Basically, living in the apartment across the hall from me was John Myung (Dream Theater's bassist). I found myself over there talking with him for some time, jamming out, and what not. I was late for work, but I didn't care because I was jamming with John Myung for Christ's sake. He began showing me how to play the bass line from Metropolis, which I tried and just couldn't do (damn that tap bass solo). He let me play his Tung bass, which was absolutely amazing. Looking back, I can't believe how real it all was. The music, both when he was playing and when I was playing sounded spot-on. The bass felt so real and amazing in my hands, and I was just so excited to be getting one-on-one bass lessons from John Myung. I even started playing my own bass solo that I've been working on.

Anyway, after some time, John Myung leaves. I hang around the apartment for a bit, playing on the Tung and just kind of chilling with John Petrucci (Dream Theater's guitarist). A bit of time passes, and Petrucci gets a phone call, and relays the message onto me that John Myung has died. After I got over being shell shocked, I asked how, and it turns out his girlfriend killed him. I was completely shocked and distraught (for some reason, I felt as if I had lost a long time friend), I couldn't believe that I was jamming with John-effing-Myung the night he died.

After that he dream wandered to other things, but still touched back on that experience here and there until I woke up.

The odd thing is that, other than the fact that I was playing bass with John Myung who later was killed by his girlfriend, there weren't all that many dream signs I could have even picked up on to make it lucid.