I had a dream where I spent what felt like several minutes composing, singing, and mixing three or four measures of a new song, which sounded pretty catchy, although the lyrics seemed a little trite. The drums and vocals were snappy. Wasn't a sound that I typically try to create. I think Greg was listening along with me. Then I woke up.
And two seconds later (before I even had a chance to try running the song back through my head), I already had an Air Supply song stuck in my head, effectively dispelling my recollection. Blergh.
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