Last night I dreamed, repeatedly, of this song: “Fine Art of Friendship”, by King’s X. It came back to me again and again in different guises. In one dream I was explaining to my wife how difficult it is to play on the guitar (not that I would know), and in another we were watching instructional videos showing how to play the chords, pluck the strings, etc. Later in the dream a large group of people were pretending to play the song on “violins”, the violins in question being made of wooden spoons.
I have no idea why this particular song should have been on my mind. It has been months, if not a year or more, since I last heard it. In any case, here it is:
A pretty good song! I can think of worse ways to pass my hours of sleep.