so i had this dream, and i woke up laughing from it. i am reminded of it by jacqui's livejournal where she mentions a similar experience. in the dream, i am panicking because i've heard that the strokes are playing that very night and i have no way to get to detroit to see them! just then i remember that my grandmother and some of her crew are going, and i can just ride with them. whew! i think. that was mighty close!
so we get to the show, which is on some gay-ass outdoor pavilion-type stage and i'm standing there milling about with my grams. it's important to mention that my grandma's posse is really messed up- it's these five or six old ladies who are totally Mama's Familied out. they're rocking these purple kid gloves and matching suit dresses, and some of them have dopey little hats on with veils. seriously. so i'm kind of embarrassed, but it's not too bad, i can move away from them.
so as i move up to the stage to get a good look at the band as they come out, i am shocked to notice that The Strokes are all wearing yellow kente-cloth daishikis with traditional african prints on them, and they're all holding acoustic guitars. but its the same five guys i've seen in all the press kits, so i'm more than a little surprised when they strike up their first song and its this afro-caribbean fusion-style mariachi music. i'm all "shit, i guess i don't have this single or something," but when i look over my grandma and the rest of the cast of Steel Magnolias is rocking out.
it's around this point that the giveaway begins. one of the bandmembers (nick valensi, maybe?) breaks formation and runs over to this box on the side of the stage. next thing i know, he's scooping up huge handsful of 3.5' floppy disks in all colors of the rainbow and hurling them into the crowd. people seem disenchanted, not least of all Grams and the Coccoon kids, and everyone backs away from the stage. i realize that i can collect all of these disks and make a killing on eBay, so i start gathering them up into my shirt, which i've folded up to form a basket. suddenly my grandma and her friends start looking all anxious and they tell me we have to go. i'm upset a little because there are so many more disks to get, so many more; but---
--and at that point i woke up and laid there and laughed and laughed until i'd missed the bus to school.
so then i just farted and went back to sleep.