Bad flute-dream

Never snack out on channa masala just before bedtime…

I had a bad flute-dream last night. I had just received a new flute, and it was wonderful: all the keys were exactly in the right places for my funny grip, it was lightweight, easy to play, and it sounded fantastic. As dream-me was putting the headjoint and (fully keyed) footjoint back in the box, I glanced at the center section and saw that it had suddenly taken on the same curve as your average banana. Horrors! I snatched it up, dreamily, and immediately grokked that the moisture in the bore had made the wood go all wibbly, like a Gummi-flute. “But it’s cocus!,” thought dream-me, aghast. I squinted hard at the grain, my trained eye perceiving the telltales of cocus, and yet the flute was shockingly, hideously…bendy! AAAARGH!!!

Indian food aside, I believe I’m being haunted by the ghost of the fish-roll shakuhachi. Anyone else ever have bad flute-dream?

Rob

And here I was expecting to read “This one time, at band camp…”

I once dreamed of a gorgeous flute. After I woke up, I looked for it in my room. But it wasn’t there. :frowning:

I got that flute in the meantime, though. :wink:

In a Woody Allen movie a woman at a cocktail party
says: ‘I finally had an orgasm but my therapist says
it’s the wrong kind.’

Allen says: ‘I’ve never had the wrong kind of orgasm.’

i’ve had flute dreams but no bad flute dreams.
They’re all flutes I want and I dream I have them.
For me, flutes are Christmas morning.

Enjoyed your guitar playing on the video you
kindly posted.

What would Freud say about your flute dream?

Sigmund Freud: "Sometimes a flute shaped like
a banana is just a flute shaped like a banana.’
From ‘Critique of Pure Drool,’. Auslang University Press,
1923, p. 887.

Thanks, Jim. Glad you liked the bit of backing. At the risk of hijacking my own thread, there’s more of the same sort of thing here:

http://comhaltas.ie/music/detail/comhaltaslive_206_1_denis_liddy

http://comhaltas.ie/music/detail/comhaltaslive_206_4_denis_liddy/

I should point out, going back to the dream, that the worst part wasn’t the banana-esque curvature of the dream-flute, but the feeling of the bore collapsing between my fingers. Aside from the fish-roll, the other possible source of nightmare-fodder involving bore constriction was a conversation I had with Pat Olwell regarding thin-walled antique flute tenons and over-tight applications of stretchy thread, with predictable results. Not that I want to discuss that in this thread (no smart remarks now), but isn’t it funny how bits of real life get twisted in the dream-world?

Rob

Perhaps some Pakistani “Irish flute” makers snack on this during their work breaks …
:laughing:

Nothing that one of those spam ads for C*allis or whatever won’t fix up!! :party:

Good idea…maybe take a tablet, cut it up, and mix it into my bottle of bore oil. Oh wait, it was only a dream. Saves me answering any spam.

Rob

THIS IS CRAZY!! I love to cook indian food. You should sample my masoor daal. I have this dream all the time that my flute goes limp. I pick it up and it just flops like those clocks in a Dali painting. I swear this is true! The funny thing is, is that in my dreams, I can still play the floppy flute.