Last night’s dream is a simple one.
I was in a large club, spinning CDs. All the sudden I found myself alone with Roger Waters. I turned him on to Scott Walker. I explained that he was once in The Walker Brothers. Roger looked surprised. He tried to jam with “Farmer in The City” but couldn’t follow the chords. I told him that Robert Plant had once tried to perform it but mangled it mightily. Then I woke up.
