Most White, Middle Class Dream Ever
There’s nothing more dust-gatheringly dull than hearing about another person’s dream, so I’ll be brief.
Last night I dreamt that I was playing guitar in John Mayer’s band. We were playing an outdoor venue, in front of a enormous crowd standing in the rain. We were between songs, and I said to John, “I feel like playing some Tom Petty.” We broke into a lousy rendition of Don’t Do Me Like That, with improvised lyrics.
What’s that about?
alexis