The layers each, were plain to see…it was a dream…

28 Jul

(5,000 points and bragging rights to whoever can name the obscure reference the title of this blog came from!)daniel-lanois

I so rarely remember any of my dreams, I thought I needed to share this.

I was hanging out at Daniel Lanois’s studio with Daniel Lanois.  (If you don’t know who he is; shame on you.  He’s an amazing musician/songwriter/producer best known for producing such albums as The Joshua Tree and So by Peter Gabriel.  Thanks to Rustin for turning me on to his solo music.)  Of course, I don’t know Daniel Lanois personally, but in my dream, his personalilty and the way I was talking to him was kind of an amalgam of two Nashville producers that I know.

We were pretty much just hanging out, listening to music, discussing songs and production and I said something about how all of the records I’d recorded so far, I felt like I’d found the best producer for my money/songs/project/circumstance I could find at the time.  But, I also knew that I’d not done anything to that point that could compare with what Daniel Lanois could do with me and my music.

Daniel’s response was as gentle and as nice as he could be while it was obvious that he was trying to be honest and just tell me the truth.  He told me that what I’d done so far was good, but that I might need to accept that maybe the producers I’d worked with were the best I should hope for.  Essentially saying he didn’t think he saw the potential in me and my music to feel compelled to work on a project with me.

He was very kind and I appreciated his honestly, but I was still very saddened and a little crushed.

At that point, we were all supposed to go to this debut performance at this little theatre coffee shop.  A friend of mine had taken all of my songs from Gypsy Heart and fashioned them into this 1 man musical/operetta/review that he was performing for the first time with a keyboard player.  I was not looking forward to it.  I thought the whole idea was kind of dumb and I was afraid it would be really cheesy.  Not to mention, when I agreed to let him use my songs, I had no idea I’d be going to see it the first time with Daniel Lanois, who’d just told me my music was good, but he didn’t think it would ever be great.

So, we went to the show.  And it was AWESOME!  By the time the lights came up, I was in tears, Daniel Lanois was standing and clapping with tears streaming down his face.  He turns to me and tells me “I get it.  I’m so sorry.  Forget everything I said before.  I’d listened to all your past records and didn’t really pay close attention to Gypsy Heart when I listened to it before.  Please, I would be so honored if you’d let me work with you to produce your next record.”

Then, I had to go around the corner because I had a taste test.  It was at a little bar and it was a mixed drink, so there were all these ditzy sorority girls hanging out in this little salon. They handed us each a drink.  I said it was good.  And then everybody started to leave except a bunch of the sorority girls because they’d ordered more drinks.  Then, I was confused and didn’t know if I was supposed to pay for the drink I had or if I was getting paid for the taste test.

it was a dream…


Posted by on July 28, 2009 in Uncategorized


4 responses to “The layers each, were plain to see…it was a dream…

  1. rknelsfam

    July 28, 2009 at 7:18 pm

    The Choir – Robin had a Dream

  2. rknelsfam

    July 28, 2009 at 7:22 pm

    BTW, the dream is hysterical. The details crack me up. You deserved admiration from Lanois. If only you could have done a whole project with him from scratch over a 6 month period. That would be amazing.

  3. shacknotes

    August 1, 2009 at 11:46 am

    5,000 points go to Ryan. I’m not sure how he got it…

  4. Craig

    August 25, 2009 at 6:16 am

    I read that whole thing and was like “wow, man.” I somehow missed the part about it being a dream. I have failed at reading comprehension.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

%d bloggers like this: