I recall that we were playing as a stripped-down line-up -- just Isidro, James and me. Things were going pretty well. I only made one mistake, announcing the wrong song at one point... pretty typical, right?
A large crowd filled the room and they were really excited, they were physical and they all seemed to be in a great mood. I was moving through the audience effortlessly and things were going really well.
Towards the end, I was really pleased to announced that we would be playing a brand new song for the first time.
Then I noticed that the synths were sort of going, droning on, but not at full blast. Apparently, Isidro and James had left the stage -- I think to get a drink -- and the crowd was starting to head out to the backyard, or so it appeared when I looked out the window.
Screw it. I enthusiastically announced our new song, "Pieter's Tongue," and I proceeded to play it all by myself. The sound was sort of power-electronics meets minimal-synth meets death-industrial meets glam-rock meets electro-acoustic... It sounded amazing - to me, at least - but the people who stayed looked totally dumbfounded. Maybe in a good way?
After I finished, I went downstairs and I confronted James and Isidro. I told them that they just cannot do things like that. They both sort of shrugged and went on drinking and talking. I told them that BLOODYMINDED might need to take a break if that was the attitude they were going to have.
I do not know what the dream meant, and everything is cool with BLOODYMINDED, but I do know that we are writing a song called "Pieter's Tongue" for our next album. -Mark