I had a strange dream where Chasca was playing a huge show in England. We were opening up for a really popular band and there was a huge crowd. We started playing and everyone was cheering wildly. But, I noticed as we were playing, people were leaving the venue at a rapid pace. It was weird because they would be looking up and smiling and bobbing their heads and giving us the thumbs up as they walked out. We carried on as the place emptied out. I was thinking that I would keep giving it my all in hopes that the tide would turn and the people would come back. At the end of the show there were just about 15 people left-all dressed like 1950s era bikers a’la “The Wild One.” And, when I looked down at the stage, I saw that my Devil mask had one of the horns ripped off of it. I think my subconscious is telling me, “That’ll do pig, that’ll do.” Looks like I’ll have to stupefy that troublesome bugger with a little thing the Africans call, ‘Devil’s Foot Root.’
I had a strange dream where Chasca was playing a huge show in England
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