I dreamt I was one of the Beatles, I think I was Geroge. We were very close to breaking up but still hanging on together. We promised someone that we would put on a concert and were joking about the problems with being "in demand". We walked outside and found that we were on the front deck of a battleship. We met the general and he told us the plan, I wasn't paying much attention to him, I was talking with John. Part of me wanted to warn him about his death but I couldn't figure out a way to do it and "stay in character". (Don't ask what that means, it was a dream so I have no idea.)
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| Maybe I was sent their to change the past? |
Right before the general finished talking, he pointed over behind some large cannons and said something about the Monkees. I walked around and there they were all worried about playing the concert too. What?! We are playing WITH the Monkees?! We all had a look of disgust like we were too good for that, but we didn't say anything to be polite and at that point, didn't have much choice.
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| They actually liked each other |
We went to our backstage corner, ignoring the other band and started testing out our equipment, I picked up a odd looking guitar which was made of an odd wood/plastic combination. It also had a bunch of buttons like the new rock band guitars. Paul said something too me about our first song and I instantly started playing it on the guitar, I was really good! No idea what I was playing however. I figured this was a good time to talk to John about his assassination and then I woke up.
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| If I could turn back time... |
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