Thursday, August 8, 2013

That one time that I twerked it on stage with Pretty Lights

So the other night I stayed up really really late watching hilarious YouTube videos with friends.
I finally got to see Miley twerk it... and let me tell you, she goes for it. I mean girlfriend can move. I remember my little sister watching Hannah Montana a few years ago. It's kind of hard to imagine that she was sweet and innocent not too long ago. By the way how in the world is SHE engaged to Liam Hemsworth... I mean come on. That's just ridiculous.
Next a friend introduced me to Die Antwoord. Now if you are like me and have never heard of them, check them out. Just know that they are weird as shit. Like they're bat shit crazy. I actually had heard one of their songs before between artist set changes at a festival I went to this summer. Although their music videos are crazy and outrageous, I kinda dig their music. It's like rap meets a rave meets electronic. The band is out of South Africa and came together around 2008. I'm pretty sure that they are siblings as well. Regardless just go look them up on youtube right now and watch a music video. If nothing else you will be entertained... or really confused. At first glance they look like they could be in the documentary The Wild and Wonderful Whites of West Virginia... If you haven't seen that either, watch it. It's on Netflix. 
So this brings me to my dream last night. It might have been because we were watching music videos (including a Pretty Lights Bonnaroo set) last night, or it could have been the copious amounts of wine and vodka (way to mix it up, Jill) I inhaled, but I dreamt that I was at Bonnaroo, and ran into Pretty Lights or Derek for those in the know.  Now I didn't just meet him, I partied with him. Hard. After several hour of hanging out with him and his other groupies he invited me on stage for his show and wanted ME to mix my own song... Umm what? Dream come true! This part of the dream gets a little bit fuzzy. I wrote in my dream diary as much as I could remember but I tend to forget dreams really quickly. Anyways, back on topic. So 2:00AM rolls around and there I am on stage with this killer light set up all around wearing some bright neon and shades. Somehow I knew how to mix tunes like a pro and when my time comes up I mix with "I Wanna Dance with Somebody" by Whitney Houston. And the crowd goes crazy. And I feel like a bad ass. The last thing I remember about my dream was wanting to crowd surf. Hopefully I did because that would have been awesome.



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