Post by Sarah on Nov 19, 2015 21:11:07 GMT
I've dreamt of the same song now twice in the past week or so. I've made it up. It's awful. I can only remember a fragment of it. It's by a band whose name and musical identity escapes me. They're not rock and they're not what we used to call dance either - though they have an urban vibe.
I can only recall the last bit, which is a guest vocal from Sinead O' Connor and she sings:
Run run....Break your ass! Go home!
Break your ass?? I don't think that's even an expression. I've heard of 'Haul Ass' etc. But I think I made up "break your ass" in the context of running away.
What the fuck? About fifteen years ago I dreamt up the most marvellous reggae song. I remember thinking, "You've got to remember this! Don't forget it. This is like Paul McCartney dreaming 'Yesterday'!" I mean the song was worthy of Bob Marley. It was that melodic. And then I woke up and forgot it. I was gutted.
I can only recall the last bit, which is a guest vocal from Sinead O' Connor and she sings:
Run run....Break your ass! Go home!
Break your ass?? I don't think that's even an expression. I've heard of 'Haul Ass' etc. But I think I made up "break your ass" in the context of running away.
What the fuck? About fifteen years ago I dreamt up the most marvellous reggae song. I remember thinking, "You've got to remember this! Don't forget it. This is like Paul McCartney dreaming 'Yesterday'!" I mean the song was worthy of Bob Marley. It was that melodic. And then I woke up and forgot it. I was gutted.