Sunday, 17 May 2015

Beyond The Crack Of Doom.

Fell asleep on the sofa last night and had one of those walks through the dream place where  nothing really makes sense and although things might look familiar they are not what they seem. Do you ever have a dream where the streets are filled with cars with human faces which scream when the engines are switched on? Or you find yourself walking towards the front entrance of your old school and just past the open doorway you see giant teeth and you realise it is a mouth and it wants to eat you? Where every clock face has fingers but no hands and there is a Salvation Army band on the corner in their Victorian uniforms playing their instruments and both sides of all their heads is the back?
               Mind you..the last song I remember hearing before drifting off was The Crack Of Doom by The Tiger Lillies. That is practically an application to go to strange places in ones head..