Dream analysis anyone?

[rsclosson]

A couple of nights ago, I had a very lucid dream in which I was given a Bass Saxophone. I was proudly carrying it home when I noticed that everywhere I looked, everyone was carrying a Bass Saxophone. Of course this took some of the joy away from my acquisition, but I was even more disappointed when I woke up and, of course, no Bass Sax!
Is this symbolic, portentious or are the '60s just coming back to haunt me? :shock:

[sopsax]

Clearly, your subconscious is telling you to read Josef Skvorecky's novel "The Bass Saxophone."

[Kareeser]

rsclossen... if it was indeed a lucid dream, take control and mentally remove the offending saxophones from your universe, :)

Doesn't compare to my dream, where I had my new Alto stolen... I only had that dream because I was paranoid about it being stolen... hehe..

[Morry]

I think you are having feelings of inadequacy, so you unconsciously wish for a bigger sax. Sadly, you find that, in comparison to others, it's not that big after all. :wink:

[rsclosson]

I think you are having feelings of inadequacy, so you unconsciously wish for a bigger sax. Sadly, you find that, in comparison to others, it's not that big after all.
Ahh, the woodwind equivilent of Penis envy. Interesting theory, but I heard it was not the size of your saxophone, but how you used it. (Come to think of it, I heard it from a sopranino player!) :P

[RS]

This thread is scaring me. But then I'm Jung and easily Freudened.

[sax_appeal]

You know, I think sax envy might be a genuine condition. I often dream about harm coming to my sax. In the strangest I had left it near a fire and it had softened and the bell was bending further away from the body. Someone pointed this out to me and I said "I just bend it back into place." So I did, and somehow turned it inside out.

[rsclosson]

You know, I think sax envy might be a genuine condition. I often dream about harm coming to my sax. In the strangest I had left it near a fire and it had softened and the bell was bending further away from the body. Someone pointed this out to me and I said "I just bend it back into place." So I did, and somehow turned it inside out.?

What kind of music would you play on an inside out saxophone? EB OPB?

[rsclosson]

This thread is scaring me. But then I'm Jung and easily Freudened.

Remember the book Steppenwulf? Who provided the drugs that altered the protagonists life? The sax player!! :twisted:

Don't be frightened. This thread proves that we are just trying to have a healthy Sax life! 8)

[Sigmund451]

Good one RS!

Honestly tho, I think the root of the dream is that you were very proud of something and reveled in the feeling of being unique. You were then somewhat disallusioned by the fact that everyone else had the same thing/attribute. I think the dream points not to feelings of inadequacy so much as towards your struggle to seperate yourself from the croud, to individuate yourself from the masses be it as a saxophone players or as a person. The sax is a symbol of your identity, not a literal object. Hope that helps.

-Sigmund

[mostly alto guy]

Am I the only one who has dreams in which I can play much better than I really can?

In one recurring example I've just completed a recital and one of the jurors asks me to play a particular piece I've never heard of, neither in the dream nor in real life.

And I do, perfectly, from "memory." So does my pianist.

Never happen; that's why they call them dreams.

[rsclosson]

Honestly tho, I think the root of the dream is that you were very proud of something and reveled in the feeling of being unique. You were then somewhat disallusioned by the fact that everyone else had the same thing/attribute. I think the dream points not to feelings of inadequacy so much as towards your struggle to seperate yourself from the croud, to individuate yourself from the masses be it as a saxophone players or as a person. The sax is a symbol of your identity, not a literal object. Hope that helps.

Sig, you really live up to your name. Your analysis is probably the best I have read so far!

[rsclosson]

Am I the only one who has dreams in which I can play much better than I really can?


Man, I have those dreams too. Sometimes on Sax sometimes on Guitar I have these dreams where I can do no wrong and the audience is totally awestruck! Better than dreaming about flying!

[Sigmund451]

Thanks rsclosson, thats what they pay me for. They certainly wouldnt for my sax playing! I dont have dreams where I play better than I do but at times I delude myself during my waking hours. Then I really screw up and realize I kinda suck. :oops:

[larry]

Ohmigod! I had a very vivid bass saxophone dream last week myself!

In my dream, I found an old bass saxophone in an antique store and was trying to bargain the owner down by telling him that it really wasn't worth that much; it was more of a novetly item and there wasn't that much of a market demand for it. I was able to bargain him down to $350, but (again, still in my dream) I was mentally computing the cost of an overhaul, banging out the dents, a new case, and my bargain dream sax was up to $2000. A good price for a bass, but still way beyond my pitiful means.

Siggy: I guess all this has something to do with fear of achiving your dreams only to find out that once you get "there", unless you've resolved your other issues, you're still going to be discontent. No matter where you go, there you are, eh?

Or does it all have to do with my mother?

[Sigmund451]

Sounds about right Larry. As for your mother, I cant say. The dream does have some overtones of anger and unconscious guilt regarding latent desires to obtain things through less than honorable methods (i.e. taking advantage of shop owner). That doesnt mean you are by nature dishonest just tempted (all too human). The sourse...perhaps, a result of your "pittiful means" and frustration with such. Perhaps the underlying message suggests a need to either address your pitiful means or accept the path you have chosen and be happy with it.

By the way, that will be 90 dollars :D

[DD]

Oh no - I foresee a sitcom wherein the recycled My Mother the Car becomes My Mother the Sax - or is just a bad dream?