Last night I had a dream that I met a few neighbors of mine. Out of the blue, I asked if any of them play the bass.
“I have a parakeet that plays bass” reported one guy who kinda looked like a hippy as he held up a little white parakeet, perched on his finger, “he sits on the strings and pecks them to make sound.”
Awesome.
(update: it turns out this is not all that uncommon)
Are you subconsciously trying to kick me out of the band? And replace me with a parakeet owned by a hippy?