captain beefheart appreciation 101 (son of sun zoom spark)
I DON’T REMEMBER DREAMS. Even a few minutes after I have been awakened by one of them, they immediately start slipping away. If I want to remember a special dream, I have to lug my scrawny behind out of bed—and I sleep on a futon on the floor and getting up from the floor when you’re 67 ain’t always a given—and write it down. [Continue reading]