Gods of Dream.

at a DJ show of some DJ with a famous name. Rahul and bill there. I'm describing pvris to bill as a band that has high vocals and he explains another female lead and they're similar. And I say pvris did a great cover of circa survive. The lights go down and the DJ demands everyone sit down in their movie theater seats and enjoy the experience and get all the way in deep to the show and his show is terrible. A lot of red and green flickering lights and the beat is just pounding bass and the sounds that cd roms make in old computer towers. There is a montage of a series of videos of kids in full Muslim attire, boys and girls, one at a time, being tied to too many helium balloons, floating high into the air and frantically trying to cut the strings and they fall great distances.

Taking an Instagram photo of a house with Kathy bates on the porch and there's something written on a baseball bat and I'm trying to capture that shot to get it all in frame because it has some significance to my fathers death and I'm also trying to figure out how to tell that to Jeff Roche. Also this whole thing is happening as I'm a part of Alex brown’s own Instagram video which is a montage of video clips with his voiceover of how much he is loving “this, all called life.” Dad's funeral is strange because we are walking back and forth this set of bushes, once by this ornate Greek case which holds his ashes and the other just some lawn and the only person listening to the person officiating is me and the other people are people I've never seen.