Will Bueché



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Dream of containers

Posted in Personal by Will on Friday, February 25th, 2005 ~ 6pm

Piecing together this dream from last night (just for myself, don’t bother reading it). This dream was about a rare box set of Adam Ant CDs. A collectible set. How collectible? Bear in mind this is imaginary and read on: There were only twelve of these sets made. The limited number makes some sense when you consider that each set was three CDs of rare material, wrapped in a t-shirt …and stuffed into the front trunk area of a lime-green Volkswagon Beetle with decorative dark green stripes. My dream revolved around trying to get one of these cars through customs without having to pay the fees that would be expected if this were simply a car and not an elaborate container. So it was being routed through Mexico, or maybe through some obscure part of Europe, I’m not entirely sure, to evade customs. But I know that people were wearing fake hair and such disguises as to try to bypass customs, and ideas about disguising the car including the possibility of submurging it in a tank of water as a disguise. I can’t say any real storyline took place in this dream, but it was looking pretty much like after all was said and done there would probably only be eleven surviving sets of this rare collectible. As for what it meant, maybe it was about how ridiculously expensive and weird rare CDs can be – the misapplication of money for a hobby, perhaps. The inspiration for this dream is likely due to one well-known fan of Adam Ant being named Carty (with a car-logo and car tattoo not unlike a Volkswagon).

Other possibile themes: a car that can’t be driven? something rare that must be hidden? Something rare presented in a stupid container? THAT’S IT. That’s it because last night I was watching a documentary which I’d participated in. And the program turned out to be, largely, a stupid waste of time; I felt bad for everyone who was in it (see my more formal review at this website (click here). As it turned out I wasn’t in the finished program (left on the cutting room floor except for one brief shot of my back during the opening credits), but I saw at least one person I knew in it, trying to share their truth in an embarassingly stupid program. So the common theme between my dream and this real life documentary was: People sharing important, rare material (a la the CDs), but finding it presented within a stupid container (a la the lime green beetle being a totally inappropriate container for the CDs).

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