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Country Bob [Dec. 3rd, 2011|08:26 am]
Tony Grist
I dreamed I had been sent to interview Bob Dylan. Bob lived with his brothers and nieces on a farm in deepest, darkest Arkansas. Bob didn't want to be interviewed because he was feeling "blue"- which left me at the mercy of his brothers. One of them asked me my religion and I said, "Church of England". "We're Arkies", said Bob's brother- and, pointing his finger at my forehead, tried to convert or exorcise me with an extraordinary  howling, grinding, clicking noise I took to be a rebel yell.

[User Picture]From: calizen
2011-12-03 03:41 pm (UTC)
I take it that you considered this a nightmare? Or an anthropological view of Ozark America?
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2011-12-03 04:39 pm (UTC)
Bob's family were sinister rather than nightmarish. I didn't feel under any very great threat. :)
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[User Picture]From: daisytells
2011-12-03 10:18 pm (UTC)
And what did you have for dinner that night? That was a real nightmare!
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2011-12-04 02:12 pm (UTC)
Baked potato, I think, or maybe it was lobster soup...
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