noodle dreams: an update

hey everyone, this is britt.

so, i have mono. YUCK

i've been down for the past two weeks, out of work, doing my thang to get healthy and what-not again. the health finally has come back fully, and as a result LEE had their first show in almost a month at Reggie's Rock Club last night to celebrate the grand opening of the Rec Room live recording studio, run by Monica and Don Grayless. it was a pleasure getting to play alongside many other talented local acts in celebration of the studio and, of course, the holidays. PLUS the people who come to see us all of the time are simply the best and we love you guys very, very much.

now it's morning time, i'm tired and a bit hung over, and i'm about to share with you a combination of the last two dreams i've had regarding my cat, Isobel Noodle McSpazwad.



1st dream:

i was sitting in the doorway of a house i couldn't recognize, looking out at a backyard consisting of several close rows of brush and bushes all neatly placed. laying next to me in the doorway, curling up and trying to move every so often, defenseless and obviously dying, was Noodle. she was smaller in my dream than she is in real life. she looked like she knew she was dying and couldn't do anything about it but was trying to move around anyway. she just stared at me, she couldn't even meow. meanwhile, my heart broken, my brain trying to comprehend the lack of control i had in the situation, i gazed upon the randomly placed shrubbery in the neatly-mowed backyard from the doorway. before i noticed anything peculiar i decided on impulse that i was going to leave Noodle to die outside under the shade of a nearby tree. so, i scooped her up and wandered outside, kneeling to set her down. i placed her in the grass, where she lay injured and now really trying to find some kind of comfort, staring at me nonstop. she moved around a little and i decided i couldn't leave her alone outside almost as quickly as i put her down, so i scooped her back up and ran back to the doorway. once we returned, i set her down again and this is when i noticed the amount of huge creatures and things in the brush. a moose wandered through, a few cyotes were sticking their heads in and out, completely aware of Noodle's state and patiently waiting for a potential meal, and randomly huge pieces of broken machinery lay strewn about. if there were any people in the brush i didn't recognize them, but the commotion seemed very active, like on a city street. i woke up from my dream shortly after.


2nd dream:

i was an amateur photographer living in some mountainous small town with a few older women i didn't recognize, and at our house we had a wiener dog puppy and my cat, Noodle, who was only a kitten at this point. some cinematic dialogue ensued and suddenly i had Noodle and this dog with me in the backseat of a car, and we were on our way someplace. we ended up going to a bar that was near-empty, and it was suddenly night time. i kept Noodle and the puppy close to me, and already Noodle was not enjoying the fact i was holding her for so long so she started to meow and struggle, getting the puppy all excited. i placed them both down in a little room in the back of the bar, which led to another room that an older woman and i went into. this other room was holding captive a man, a serial killer of some sort, that was related to us or something. the visit was definitely an obligation but we brought some things for him and he reached his hand through the wooden bars he was trapped behind, sitting in piles of straw, and he brushed his fingers through my hair, complimenting in an obsessive manner how soft it was. the older woman slapped his hand and freaked out, pulling me back by my arm while i noticed the man's face deranging with a huge, long grin. he then shouted out "hey! wait a minute, i know you'll enjoy these." he handed me a plastic bag of really old rolls of film, unused, and i was incredibly grateful in this fearful kind of way. i then realized the older woman i was with was gone and the puppy and Noodle were still left in the other room, so i turned and ran out the door, scooping up both animals with a sigh of relief. i ran out to the bar area which was still empty and i realized i had been left behind. Noodle was throwing a fit, clawing at me, squirming around and meowing like a mad cat in my arms, and the puppy was very uncomfortable with this so he was also squirming around and yelping. i suddenly had this huge tote bag and tossed them both in, the puppy almost immediately calming down and Noodle climbing up the the fabric with her claws, trying to get out in a panic. then a woman came into the bar and asked me if i needed a ride. she was very soft-spoken and almost insignificant in a strange way, but i took the offer and this is when i woke up from the dream.

i just think it's strange when i have a series of dreams that consist of something or someone being a part of them every time. i remember when i was in school and had finals to take care of, i would have week-long zombie dreams, things like that. something's happening in my head these days and i don't know what it is. and now you readers out there know i might be crazy. that's O.K.


anyway, LEE went into the studio on Monday night to get crackin' on some back-up vocal tracks. the night went rather well and our keyboard player, Ben Joseph, snatched up the rough mixes, playing around with 8 of them and e-mailing the results out to the rest of the band. after listening (several times), it's safe to say that our album will be finished and ready for lovers and haters abounding this February 2011.

stay tuned, y'all.

britt <3