It telling that all my nightmares lately has been of music. The last one, I’m a bit ashamed of it really, as it is quite stupid. Not the thing that normally gets passed around as nightmare

Many of my friends went to see the Mekons live without telling me, I missed that they should play and then I found out that they even played at my favourite venue on a date I was out of the country. In Hungary. It makes no sense. Hungary? Why?

Sure, I like the language even if I understand nothing, and there are a few talented photographers from there — the whole Eastern block actually has lots of photographers who’s style makes me tick. But back to the dream.

I was devastated. Why didn’t anyone tell me this? Of course everyone thought the Mekons’ were excellent and I started to cry. Do I have to spell out that the pillow was a bit wet? Hello mental stability, you’re welcome to drop in anytime…