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Dreams about the Mac?
Am I the only one that has dreams about our beloved singers? Just last night I had two back-to-back dreams about Christine and Stevie. In the first one I went to Christine's house, and walked in. Her assistant led me to a dining room and told me to sit down. Well then Christine walks in (wearing sunglasses and her hair was pulled up) and she sits down beside me. So I said "I have some things I've been dying to ask you." so she nods and smiles. I ask her "Do you regret leaving Fleetwood Mac? We all miss you, but I know you want your privacy too." So she smiles and says, "Let me go grab us a cig, ok?" :laugh: So she comes back in, and we talked for hours it seemed, but the first part of the conversation is the only one I can remember :(. Well then I wake up, and of course am sad that it was just a dream, and I go back to sleep. Then I have another dream where it is the last day of school, and Stevie Nicks is performing at our school! So she comes out on stage looking just how she does in the candid shots from the steakhouse pictures. But the only song I can remember her doing was Fall From Grace, and it was incredible. I remember her using her hands a lot haha.
Also, around two months ago, I had the worst dream ever. Stevie Nicks came to perform in my sophomore English class...:confused:...and she walks in, well she is wheeled in by Karen. And followed by Waddy. Well she does an acoustic version of Rhiannon, but she was so old. Her voice was even older. But her hair was still blond and long. So there she is, wrinkled and in a wheelchair, doing an acoustic Rhiannon. Well anyway, am I the only one? I hope not, because I am going to seem very pathetic :lol: |
I'll reassure you that you're not the only one. My only one is for my knowledge only, though :lol: :angel:
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i must say that i had this one dream, that will stick with me forever. You see, i'm not exactly "popular" at high school. in fact, i'm a lot of times the object of jest because of my weird music taste and my 'eccentricity'. Anyways, the dream was:
On the last day of school, there was a "farewell' concert where students could perform. It was like on of those cheesy 'coming of age' movies where this shy girl sings her heart out and surprises everyone, and all of a sudden everyone wants to be her friend. As i'm in the middle of performing "Love Changes", i hear a familiar, raspy voice and i turn around and IT'S STEVIE! So we sing a duet, and then she takes me out to dinner and then BAM! She's all like, "Miranda, i want to adopt you." Best.Friggin.Dream.Evar! |
That's awesome!! :D
Well all I can say is if that liking good music is weird, more power to us!:blob1: |
I have had a lot of dreams over the years that included members of Fleetwood Mac. In recent years, every dream is about a concert, but I have no idea how I ended up there. I will be dreaming something completely different and then the next minute, I'm at an FM concert. (with Christine still a member)
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nice!
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Well I'm Handicapped and when I went to school I needed an aide with me. In my dream my aide was absent and Stevie filled in:thumbsup: She went to all my classes. At the end of the day, she sang Landslide with me helping her on guitar. Which is weird cause I don't play Guitar:lol: it was awesome.
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that's pretty awesome! and i don't mean to get personal, Mick, but why are you handicapped? You don't have to answer, but i was curious...:sorry: |
no prob. I have Cerebral Palsy Miranda. I cannot walk. I was born with it. It's never gotten in my way. In fact, now I work as a public speaker For CP. Besides i'm Indestructible:D
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right you are! and that's really awesome that you can talk about it and stuff. Good for you! :xoxo: |
Awwww thanks:xoxo: BTW The kids love when i sing last year it was go Insane lol:D
Mick |
OHMYGOD what a treat for the kids!
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