Pearl Jam dreams

Shortly after meeting Eddie in 2000 (I posted the story in the Has anyone met Mr. Vedder? thread), Pearl Jam were at a festival, I'm sure you all know it. I had a dream soon after this incident. It started in a large house, Eddie was pacing all around it, stepped over me while I was laying in the entrance door way. Then there was kind of like a gameshow that was related to the next part of the dream, a host (can't remember who) asked me to name 5 items that were in the next part. I said them all but only remember 2, a boat and a toque. I then was transported on a small row boat in an ocean somewhere, it was kind of dark and foggy, the water was dark and I'm sure was cold, Gord Downie (lead singer from the Tragically Hip) was in the boat wearing a toque and jacket. I was at the back of the boat, Eddie was in the water holding onto the back of the boat, I reached out my hand for him to grab it and pull him into the boat but he didn't and I woke up soon after. The look on his face was one of complete sadness, and I'm sure it was related to his feelings when that tragedy at Roskilde happened.

All the time! Most recently it a dream where I met Ed. I dreamt I was at some restaurant in NYC with my dad and my sister. I look over at the table diagonal from us and its none other than Ed and Jill eating dinner! I was shocked and kept quietly freaking out to my dad and sister. I kept looking over, waiting for an appropriate time to approach him but it just never felt right. So, I wrote something on a napkin (don't remember what it was I wrote) and motioned for the waiter and told the waiter to give it to Ed! He gave it to Ed who looked up and smiled. Don't remember much of what happened mid-dream, it was some conversation with my dad and my sister about the Knicks haha...but at the end Ed comes up to our table, hands me a pick, and I could only mutter out 'Thank you'. Then he & my dad proceeded to talk about each having 2 daughters! Then I woke up....

If only, if only....

what to do
what to do? :roll:

No, but had a dream I was trailed by twenty jammers..

I butted up to the front of the tenc line in Jakarta, Indo and twenty of the more toolish types got really bent out of shape about the whole thing and followed me all the way back home to california..glad I woke up from that one because they were scary lookin as hell.. whew, getting a cold sweat just thinking about it.. :arrow:

yeah I've had a few. the first one I had not long after seeing them live in auckland

I dreamt that Pearl Jam and Chris Cornell and Foo Fighters were using our house as a hotel. They played a concert on our lawn and then we cooked them dinner. I hugged Eddie a few times and me and my mum sat on the floor in our lounge while looking up at eddie who was telling us a story. He was then talking to me about how he had to fly home soon and do a new cover for the Backspacer album, one which he would draw himself. Then I went to the beach with my dad, Nate from Foo Fighters, Mike McCready and Chris Cornell. There was pine trees in the sand near the water and we had to go along and do something to the trees. But then a wave came and Chris got pulled into the ground and Mike said "we cannot try to say him, or we will all die" so we drove off and suddenly Mike was chasing us, like running down the middle of the road and we had to go through stoplights to outrun him.

Very weird

The other one was that I was a secret agent and I had to go to hawaii and go into Eddies motel room without him knowing and remove a bomb which was in his laundry basket :P
Then he came back in a I was hiding under the bed and he was like "Heya, whatcha doing down there?" "Just savin your life" I said and then I left..


ODD!!

this is long, i know, but i've already shortened it a lot,there's so much detail in it
I've had two recurring PJ dreams (well i should say eddie dreams)
and one that stands out the most is one where in the dream:

it is just Eddie and me
we were young, in our teens, maybe 15, maybe a little bit younger, a bit older, i'm not so sure
and he had been a runaway to the little town I where i grew up in eastern PA
(a very popular town for runaway kids back then)
He was not "Eddie Vedder of Pearl Jam" ....yet
He was nobody – I was nobody
we were just a couple of kids
we were wonderfully close friends
soul mates you might even say
so comfortable with each other
inseperable ~ and, in case you might think otherwise, totally platonic
words were hardly needed to express thoughts and feelings
we walked slowly side by side
over the bridge that spans the little river
a hot humid summer night
a rock band was playing at the ferry dock
probably at john & peter's where up and coming bands
from all over the country often played (and probably still do)
out on the back deck at the river
....long summer nights
dark, humid, misty, ethereal
silent black water swirling in eddies around the bridge pilings below
the silver shimmer of the moon
it's milky visage floating upon, maybe just under, the dark water
i even "felt" the cool breeze that would come off the water
such a welcome relief in the stifling heat
i remember all of it as if it were absolutely real
and as if it happened yesterday
there are SO many details i won't go into here
but the gist of the dream was that we were
friends, but not "just" friends
there was a special connection
that very special place you can go to
with one in a thousand, maybe a million, people
we walked in silence, no need for words
we stood at the railing on the bridge
arms crossed on the rail, chins on forearms
looking over and out into the soupy darkness
quietly watching the water flow under the bridge
the ripples, waves, eddies, silhouettes
watching the moon slide behind clouds in the sky
time standing still, passed in silence
hours went by, but it didn't matter
as natural as if we did this every night of our lives
quiet understanding between us
few words were spoken, even less were needed
the music
faint now and then
muffled by the misty blanket
hovering over the blackened river
drew back from whence it came
and i looked over to him
nodded toward the band at the dock
and said something like,
that's your destiny, you know
that's where you'll be some day
and
he just sort of shrugged
never looking up
just shrugged, and watched the water flow
and it kind of went on like that
just quiet and comfortable
and i knew in the dream that this would be a fleeting friendship
that he would return home when summer was over
but that i would never forget him or the summer we spent together
and i hoped he'd never forget it either
and then…somewhere in the crevices of my mind
i knew who he was, or who he would become
and i didn't know...but i did (i know that doesn't make any sense but that's how dreams are)

I’ve tried to analyze this dream
And I think the dream is about the total connection
That I feel…that many, if not most of us feel
With eddie’s words and lyrics
As if we could have written them ourselves had we the talent
I find it to be absolutely amazing how his words somehow capture
All of our deepest thoughts and fears and joys
As if he’d been right there with us somehow…forever

i almost wrote him once and told him about that dream
i even put it down on paper
all the details (there’s so much more)
but before i sent it i came to my senses
thought better of it
don't want to freak him out altogether you know?
I DO want to be allowed into the next show…so..i put that idea to rest real quick

then there is a 2nd dream
when eddie comes back to that same town, several years later
he's maybe in his early- to mid-twenties
he looks different. There’s lots of gorgeous hair for one thing
he's still the same
quiet, shy, funny, quick, witty
but something's changed – deep inside
can't quite put my finger on it
there is distance in what once was a beautiful friendship
time changes everything
now there's Pearl Jam (or Mookie, not sure which…but it must have been PJ cuz the whole town was nuts over them)
the upcoming show - didn't actually seem to be "inside" anywhere
but just there
i hadn't known about the show and i knew i couldn't get in now
don't remember why
i could see it but couldn't get in
and then eddie was there
i don't think he came to find me
i think we just ran into each other
(or maybe i was searching, i'm not sure)
on the far side of the bridge
I recall it was in front of the now & then shop
In the alcove between that and the old pizza hangout
(so much detail)
and i was disappointed that he hadn't told me he was coming
and hadn't looked me up when he arrived
to me, he wasn't eddie vedder, famous PJ frontman
he was just eddie, my dear old friend from that long ago summer
a bit older...and something had changed
something intangible
there we were
i had missed him, wanted to spend some time
he was busy, in a hurry
he said he'd get me into the show, not to worry
he had to go for a bit now, but he'd be back
just going to get the wine
we'd have a drink
but he didn't return
i waited
and then the show went on
and i was on the outside
i could hear it…at points i think i could even see it, from afar
sort of, but not, you know how dreams are
and i was hurt
my dear old friend had forsaken me
in his budding fame
my . old. friend
well, things had changed
and it seemed he'd forgotten me now
and i remember how he said then
"these shows, i give away so much of myself that i feel there's nothing left of me.
nothing to give to my loved ones...my friends..."
or something very similar to that (i know i'm not quoting accurately)

that's basically how that one ends,
most of the time

those dreams are like a continuing story
i've had the first dream repeatedly for years
for so long that sometimes i wonder which came first
pj or the dream?
the dream or pj?
its always more or less the same
the two dreams seem to fit together
they don't occur together
at least not that i'm aware
but they seem to go together
a continuation
i like the first a whole lot better
than the latter
well, you can see why

and when i wake, i have to wonder
(call me nuts if you want to, go ahead, it won't be the first time and surely not the last)
but i always have to wonder if he was ever actually there when we were kids?
(So many west coast kids actually were…not sure what attracted so many to such a tiny town, but they came, every summer we met more, every winter we lost them)
in that town...just a mixed up kid running from the world?
aaahhh.....but then i remember
he ran to the west coast, not the east
and so there it is
please try not to be too harsh

electricxlovex wrote:

StillHere wrote:

this is long, i know, but i've already shortened it a lot,there's so much detail in it
I've had two recurring PJ dreams (well i should say eddie dreams)........................
.............and so there it is
all laid out bare and vulnerable
please try not to be too harsh

woah, the way you wrote it, I could picture it all.
Lovely images and description. I had to re-read some of the parts of the first dream because I just loved the way you described it.
I don't get why anyone would blast you for it? Maybe you were a bit too graphic the first time you told it? haha
well I liked reading about it, I find dreams fascinating and all those parts where you kinda knew, but you didn't, i totally understand. I get them all the time in dreams.
A recurring dream? that's cool and your analysis of it makes complete sense.
The 2nd dream reminded me of "Off He Goes" haha i don't know...it's cool how you've got 2 dreams that are like continuations of each other

anyway, i've only had one dream that had PJ in it, but they weren't really in it so I don't know if it counts. But I was at a show, I don't know/can't remember who I was with and it must've been either during the show or the soundcheck and I remember Mike being on stage and then I'm sure I saw Eddie like on stage too, but I can't remember. It was a very "blurry" dream haha

loved reading about everyone's dreams though

thanks, glad you enjoyed. (i may have elaborated a bit more on that other thread back when, ya there was one particular statement that had a few folks bent out of shape. to me it was nothing but the truth. funny how people take things and run with it sometimes)

everyone's dreams are so interesting. nice

wow..im a bit dizzy after reading some of those...
but would love to hear more tho....:) ha

^^ That is definitely a nightmare.