A couple of weeks ago I had a long, detailed dream about the Eno brothers and their sister, but that doesn’t really count, as I know them all personally.
This morning, however, I woke from a dream in which I was extolling the joys of surrogate grandparenthood, even in the aftermath of relationship breakdown, to late era Charlie Watts, who was sporting short grey hair, and dressed for a gig in T-shirted mode. (I have never seen the Stones in live setting…)
So, fellow Massive members, share your dreamtime encounters with the stars here.