Personnally, I've dreamt of New Order quite a few times over the years.
Dreamt that I saw them live, dreamt that I met them and told them why I loves them so much.
Always in very weird contexts...
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Personnally, I've dreamt of New Order quite a few times over the years.
Dreamt that I saw them live, dreamt that I met them and told them why I loves them so much.
Always in very weird contexts...
Geoff, I'm with you on that one!! Dreaming of meeting them that is... A mate of mine used to see Barney in the Hac completely trashed all the time, which I think added fuel to the fire.
during my all too recent finals i had some very strange dreams, several of which included the presence of no/jd. in the one i can remember most clearly, i took some of my mates back to my primary school only to find on arrival, that joy division were playing a set during the school assembly. you can imagine the scene; frightened 5 year olds screaming at the sight of a manic ian, while my friends try to calm them down and strangest of all, bernard trying to play the guitar, synths and 2 giant gongs (diameter of about 7 feet) all at the same time.
I sure dreamed a few too many times about this damned website and having it "ready in time"...
And for the sake of it, they called their album "Get Ready"...
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Why yes, I have dreamed of the order...I had one in particular where they pulled up to my house in a limo and asked me to show them around Dallas, like there is really anything much to see here...alas, that one has yet to come true...
I had a really vivid one back in 1992 or something: They were playing the G-Mex with a few shite Madchester bands, and then when they came back on stage and encored with "Ceremony" somebody shot Barney. He collapsed on the floor and Hooky ran over to take over the vocals, not giving a toss about his fallen and mortally wounded colleague. The rest of the band carried on too, as if nothing had happened. Most of the audience started crying hysterically whilst Hooky kept pounding his bass with his legs spread wide open, standing over poor Barney's (dead) body.......the sound of mass wailing soon became deafening...... Anyway, the next day, the Evening News ran a front page story on the shooting and the headline for some reason was CANDY FLIP SINGER SHOT ON STAGE. That was so surreal it was fucking scary. Surreal because I really hoped that that was true, and it wasn't Barney that got hit. 'Cos I always fucking hated Candy Flip in real life anyway.
Dream about them regularly, some bizarre, some quite mundane. Never really done the sort of meeting them dream, they just sort of fit into whatever i dream about....(Famous people make regular appearences in my dreams, had a great one about Sean Connery once...)
I once went scuba diving in a canal with Barney, and we went to a shop and tried to steal packets of crisps by stuffing them into our wet suits.....dunno what id been taking that night.
I guess it gives a clear indication about how mad i really am....
Liv
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I never dreamt of meeting New Order. I think it's because I am pretty sure I would have nothing interesting to tell them. Plus, what if they turn out to be a bunch of assholes? How would I react? Would I be able after to enjoy their music as much as I do now? But I am actuallly dreaming of my trip to Paris for their show and of my possible trip to Melbourne for the BDO to see them.
I had my first NO dream only the other night. It was the first time I had seen them in concert. A friend of mine sneaked me into the concert and the next thing I knew I was playing the drums on stage.
Sad, I know.
I have dreamed I have met them a few times. Usually it's not a weird dream, i just meet them and ask them questions and stuff. I'll probably dream about it tonight now, after writing this!
Originally posted by hugh sludden Never actually dreamed about them, but I did mention them in an English Exam at college!:)
Hugh, I soooooo did that too! I mentioned them in various university papers I wrote. I even remember having to write a chapter of a Mills and Boon style novel for a critical studies course and my title was "Your Silent Face" and the lead character was Barney, with other characters called Peter, Gillian and Stephen....
Sad I know, but at least it wasnt real fan fiction.....anyone ever read that one about Barney and Bobby Gillespe? Ewwww.....
Liv
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Originally posted by Liv > Originally posted by hugh sludden> Never actually dreamed about them, but I did mention them in an English Exam at college!:)
Hugh, I soooooo did that too! I mentioned them in various university papers I wrote. I even remember having to write a chapter of a Mills and Boon style novel for a critical studies course and my title was "Your Silent Face" and the lead character was Barney, with other characters called Peter, Gillian and Stephen....
Sad I know, but at least it wasnt real fan fiction.....anyone ever read that one about Barney and Bobby Gillespe? Ewwww.....
Liv
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I haven't read it, but I think Seb or Nicolas mentioned it, where can I find it?
I don't beleive it! I knew i'd dream about them after posting earlier!
OK, last night i dreamed that i was at uni and they were showing new people around and everyone stopped listening to the guide because i was watching a new order concert on my computer and the performance of 'your silent face' was so good that everyone wanted to watch it. Although i seem to remember that barney only sang the '...just silence..' bits over and over.
Dreams Never End.
http://members.tripod.co.uk/PrimalsFics/control.htm That should do the trick... fingers crossed....jesus, its hilarious.... what the fuck goes on in some peoples minds....
Liv
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Well, I'd come back to say that I dreamt of Liv on a fairly regular basis. Then I clicked on that link of hers, and all I can say is that I laughed so hard that my uterus fell out.
Originally posted by Jeff White Well, I'd come back to say that I dreamt of Liv on a fairly regular basis. Then I clicked on that link of hers, and all I can say is that I laughed so hard that my uterus fell out.
Didnt i tell you it was good..... i hope others have seen it! lololol... btw, you arent the first to dream of me, i was once offered my own TV show "I dream of Livvy", but some bitch called Jeanie beat me to it! ho!
Liv
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But Liv!!!!
Barbara Eden can't hold a candle to you...I've never, ever, offered to kiss HER feet!!!!
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Originally posted by Jeff White But Liv!!!!Barbara Eden can't hold a candle to you...I've never, ever, offered to kiss HER feet!!!!;)
You wanna kiss my feet?
Aww bless you, you lovely man.....
Liv
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*removing shoes*
Originally posted by Liv http://members.tripod.co.uk/PrimalsFics/control.htmThat should do the trick... fingers crossed....jesus, its hilarious.... what the fuck goes on in some peoples minds....Liv
God! That's just hideous! Just toecurling! You've got to be a sado-masochist just to read it all! Well, I certainly didn't attempt to - just caught a few sections. But that's enough for me. I wonder if Barney and Bobby have read it?
It doesn't bear thinking about - their reaction, if they did, that is!!!
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I read that once and I was nearly sick! Let's hope Barney and Bobby never get to hear about it or we'll have a lawsuit on our hands!
Dreams Never End, apparently. Not aware of ever having dreamt about them, though I did have a premonition that they would play the same set as the previous two nights on the third night at Brixton !
Originally posted by Muffy I've never dreamt of New Order, not once, not ever. Sorry!
Neither have I. I dreamt about buying a new mattress last night, though.
I sadly dreamt about Sarah Cracknell and missed opportunities last night. That could have been me, you know :(
I dreamt I was a James Bond-style secret agent/lover of fine women, with Liv on one arm and April on the other, and we were on our way to the Paradiso gig back in 1980 (time travel is always available in dreams), when we were accosted by Nazi-Commie ninjas under the direction of Blofeld. I proceeded to hand over the wheel of my Aston Martin over to April and jump into the ninjas' open convertable. Each ninja met a swift and harrowing death befitting of a cheesy spy flick, while I was able to keep my tux clean in front of an obvious matte screen. I took the wheel from the last ninja, knocked him out, and jumped from the car back into my own at the last second. The ninja I had left alive woke up in time to scream bloody murder as his car plunged off the cliff to almost certain doom. I made some wry comment about Yugoslavian cars, and April, Liv and I proceeded on to Amesterdam.