What about dreams?
My dreams are weird most all of the time, I have found. But have you ever awoken in the middle of a dream and wanted to go back to sleep and see what happened? I have, many times. Rather frustrating I would say. In a way, dreams are another form of a miracle of our sometimes neglected brain. We tend to take life for granted at times and forget about the millions of cells within our bodies and our organs, that all have to be working right all of the time in order for us to function.
Our senses are most important in our daily lives, and being able to walk a distance and to use our hands and fingers with precision and ease are sometimes taken for granted daily by many of us. The somewhat simple task of buttoning a shirt that we do without even thinking about it is a small miracle within itself. The action of the fingers is just incredible. The same goes for learning and playing a musical instrument. And what about typing? After awhile the action of the fingers just becomes automatic.
But what abut our brains? Probably the most significant miracle in the whole universe, and none of the things I mentioned could be accomplished without the smooth workings of our brain. To me, the brain is just totally incredible, and most of us, I guess just don’t even give a thought about the miracle of the brain. They’ve come a long way in the study of the brain but there is still a long way to go.
Getting back to our dreams, I can’t help but to be totally fascinated with my dreams sometimes, all being carried out by that pound or so of whatever up there that makes up the brain. I have had many dreams about my music in a lot of weird and crazy circumstances. Of course, I don’t remember many of them at all now except maybe just a couple. I guess that’s the way it is. But last night, I had one that most probably focused on what I am spending a lot of time on these days, listening and mixing records. And I also dreamed that I was writing about it.
I dreamed that I had a music track up on the computer and was playing it over and over again checking to hear everything. I wasn’t mixing. I was just listening. I remember that I actually heard the instruments that I was listening for. First it was the bass, then the drums, then the vocal. It was most amazing that my brain had actually reproduced the sounds and that I actually heard them in the dream. And of course, there was no music playing in the bedroom.
I reckon that lately, since I have been glued to the computer, recording, listening and mixing music was most likely the reason for that dream. But I guess I’ll never have an answer as to why this occurred, plus the fact that in the dream there were actual sounds of the instruments and voice. And now I remember nothing about it. How does our brain do it, and what about the full spectrum of colors? We don’t dream in black and white, do we?
I had a dream recently that I should record one of my old songs again. The story of that song was that I went to the Copyright Office in D.C. a few years ago and discovered that the publisher who had signed that song had not renewed the copyright timely, which had left it to be in the public domain. It happened to be an old recording on RCA, and I wrote about it here before in a post, “Elvis, Hank and Me – and Steve; Tom, Horace, Chet, Owen, Tommy and Jerry, Steve Sholes and Colonel Tom Parker had high hopes of making me a star.” Well, that SOB. Why would he do such a thing, or not do such a thing without notifying, me?
It pissed me off for a number of years, and then one night I had a vivid dream that I should record that song again in a contemporary manner in today’s standards. There was nothing in the dream that it may not be mine and nothing about the publisher letting it slide. But it brought up a lot of questions, like, and if I did, would it be mine, or would it be from the public domain? Would I have to rewrite it and change it somewhat to claim a new copyright? Would I have to claim it “arranged by?” etc., etc.
But I will say that since the memories of that dream still linger, I guess I need to give it really serious thought about recording it again due to all the circumstances surrounding the original goings on regarding it. Although written as traditional country, it could very well go contemporary and fit into today’s county groove.
One last thought to pass along about recording on computers with today’s standards is that I wish I could have a dream about some good advice as to what to do and what not to do regarding music and backups. I have no advice to give on the subject since I thought I did all the right things when I recently had to have Windows reinstalled on my computer because someone had hacked me. I dreaded it with literally hundreds of thousand of files to save and back up. I was in the middle of writing and recording a new song. I had the lyric filed somewhere in Word and it took me hours to finally find it. I had laid down about twenty tracks in the Logic Pro X program along with a scratch vocal that established the melody. I didn’t write the melody down like I usually do, because I guess I thought I would remember it. But I didn’t. I had long forgotten the melody, and with no written music lead sheet, I was secure in the fact that the vocal was there with all the other tracks and would be easily found.
Well, guess what. When I finally located the Logic package, all but three tracks were missing and were nowhere to be found, including that scratch vocal. So now, I have some drums, bass, and piano with a lyric and no melody, seventeen tracks missing and I can’t remember the melody. Is that maybe an omen that I should rewrite it or maybe just toss it? And is the dream that I should record the other song again also an omen? Stay tuned.