Let's take a walk to appreciate the beautiful day. Have you been on this walk before? No? Well, it's beautiful like the day. Take my arm. I've got a few words to say about what happened yesterday, and after that it'll be my turn to listen and yours to speak.
Now, I don't want to give off the air that I'm correct about this - most times I'm wrong - but I don't believe "Harold" is "Harold's" real name.
Before we get into this, there are two types of names: given and chosen. Most people choose their given name, but other people see a self outside of their given name, feeling they have no choice but to change it. But they do have a choice - well, we all have a choice really, about what we'd like to be called. Anyhow, I don't think this "Harold" falls under either category - given or chosen.
I know "Harold". I mean, it makes sense since I'm his roommate, but what really reveals his personality is his drumming - light, but with secret strength. He guides the band without us knowing it and rarely takes credit for it. Autographing his "name" and everyone else's on our fans, announcing his "name" for the world to hear, going against the band's rules...gosh, it was so unlike his consistent drumming style it makes me think he's going through some big changes.
Hey, mind that mud. On this walk I nearly always slip in the mud the day after a big rain.
What was I saying...? Oh right. Yes, I think "Harold" is going through something big.
I've been having these bizarre dreams for the past two weeks and each dream is so different from the last that at first I didn't notice the subtle trend underlying them all - until last night. When I woke up I noted that in each dream I've been sitting in someone else's perspective, watching the wild events from someone else's eyes. I wake up from these dreams with my sheets wet with
sweat, pillows at my feet rather than at my head, and really bad headaches. Now, here's the funny thing: "Harold", who as I mentioned before is my roommate, well he's been waking up in the night in a similar state. But unlike me, he's been waking up like this for much longer than me. For about two months. And it's got me thinking, and I've told my buddy Clarence this too - and he agrees with me - it's got me thinking that "Harold" and I are having the same sorts of dreams.
You're very welcome to disagree with me, but I think dreams in someone else's perspective and a change in name are related. I predict "Harold's" drumming style is going to become inconsistent pretty soon. He may even change his name again. I believe he's having a crisis of the self - doesn't know who he is anymore. And, it's scary to admit this to myself... but I also predict - if my dreams continue in the fashion that they have - I predict my bass playing is going to become inconsistent too. Oh lord, I may even change my name.
This trail is a loop and we've reached the beginning again. Shall we walk it again? Only this time you'll talk and I'll listen.