I Dreamt

 a really scared dream of Michael Stipe last night........well the scenario wasn't scarey but I was scared anyway.........

He was on my mind last night because I was drafting a blog piece about my meeting him & Mike Mills of REM at a Make Trade Fair event in London I suppose 20m yrs ago.......hmmm

My simple affection for my beloved band REM has been deeply complicated by the fact that the person who enabled that meeting was, in fact, through me, buying my daughters trust, as well as a whole pod of innocent teen friends as a prelude to abusing them all.

Pretty gross tbh & not a fair or decent thing to do to a single mum or a 13 year old.

When you have money, as a man, you can buy women's trust & affection.

Anyway, I can't go there on that subject any more deeply than that, other to say, I had a scarey dream of lovely Michael last night who I do very much see as a good, honest & trustworthy person & man. 

He felt very kind when I met him despite my not being able to speak. I think I dissolved or disassociated or something. I lasted about 10 seconds under his gaze before vanishing..........

Mike Mills was an absolutely sweetheart & made me feel very seen & calmed, an amazing thing to experience in the presence of true golden rock god. I thank both of you. I was sooooo drunk, shakes head. 

Sadly I do not have the picture of me & Mike, I never saw it, it got destroyed somehow.