thoughtfulI don't normally have very coherent dreams, much less a story, but after flaking really early last night I proceeded to have one.
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It all started very nicely a group of us doing our own bits and bobs, I think we were on holiday. However it became increasingly apparent that things weren't right. People had different jobs than they do in real life, and as we started to test the limits we found that actually our 'world' was geographically limited.
One of the people seemed very keen to put our minds to rest or keep us busy and obviously had some sort of investment in all of this.
A small group of us snuck away from her to free us. There was a plan which involved overloaded mobile phones creating energy arcs to disrupt the status quo.
We were successful!
As the electricity pulsed we saw that this was indeed a simulation and we proceeded to make our plans on how to make this disruption permanent.
That was until we saw the... Thing.... Slithering towards us. Huge bloated intestinal body with gaping jaws it devoured all that was in it's path, consuming reality as a fire consumes paper. This simulation wasn't to contain us, but to contain it.
The simulation continued to reassert itself, like a pond settling after a pebble, and in a moment that felt like an age the creature became motionless and was absorbed into the scenery. The simulation was restored.
Our world was smaller now but we'd live with that. We knew we were keeping the outside world safe. The lives we lived here may not be our own but we'd protect the fiction with every fibre of our being. We smiled at the woman who we'd previous seen as a captor.
Isn't it a lovely holiday?
I seem to be on a bit of a music kick recently (see violin post, previous post etc). I think some of this has come around from playing around with creating spontaneous tunes/soundscapes with LadyFingers (my impro troupe).
It's funny, I notice I have a strong belief in 'experts' and established procedure. By that I mean that I tend to perceive that people doing something successfully must be 'experts' in it. True enough it often takes a lot of work to do something well, and so what may start as experimental dabbling, done for long enough becomes expertise. However I think I have the notion that stuff has all been worked out by now and so trying to derive techniques from first principles is needlessly making things harder for yourself.
I remember being taught in art class that people should learn how to 'draw properly' before going on to do more experimental stuff, as that will give them the base skills and lexicon to innovate, and I think I've taken that on board wholesale. If I want to do something I've not done before, I'll usually want to take a course so I 'know what I'm doing' (and importantly make a commitment to others that I'll do it to force me to do so, as whim alone is easy to put off). What this also leads to is the idea that there is a lot that I can't do as I've not been taught how to.
Ironically music is one of those areas. I say ironically, as I learnt the violin for 3 years as a child, did musical theatre performances for 5 years, and was in a church choir for 8 years, so you'd think I'd feel like I had some small expertise in the area. I don't. Whilst I feel I have some very out of date knowledge of music performance, I don't have any music creation lore.
However, I feel like the tide is slowly turning on this one. Since coming to Australia I've slowly been nurturing my performance skills in general, and then the trajectory from performing in Rocktapus (an a cappella Rock covers group) to the created impro sounds in LadyFingers has made me feel more that I'm 'allowed' to make up ditties.
Last night I was playing around on my iPad with GarageBand music software, and was shocked by how many of the loops and drum machine noises I recognise from 'proper' tracks I know and love.
I think I'd like to play with it more...