Bad Dreams :(
To quote my friend Steph, who I told this dream to, “Yay PTSD”.
There’s a construction crew, laying down cement to make, I don’t know, not like a tunnel but a hollow trail in the ground. Like a pipe, but not. I’m watching them from the side, but not really paying attention.
Until one of them starts shouting. There’s fingers sticking out of the earth.
The earth that they were about to cement over immediately vanishes, and I see one, two, a dozen, two dozen, hundreds of bodies piled one on top of each other, like bricks in a wall.
I feel sick.
I feel sicker when I notice one body’s eyes are fluttering.
I start screaming for everyone to help, to get down there and help me lift the bodies off this one guy, pull the slabs above them off so we can drag him out.
But he’s not they only one still alive. More eyes begin fluttering, mouths gasp for air, fingers reach for nothing. They’re all still alive.
Except the ones I’ve just watched be cemented up. I can’t see them, I’ve never seen them, but I know they’re dead. And I know they died while I was standing over them.
The scene cuts to me running down circular stairs. On each floor there is one door and one door only, but none lead to the exit. Only two doors matter: the one at the top, where I came in, and the one at the bottom, where the serial killer does his best work.
But he’s not there right now; I watched him leave. No one believes my story about it - about the killer who never kills his mass of victims, and instead lets other people (such as the construction crew) finish the job - so I have to do it myself.
In his lair I find the evidence I need to prove his guilt; he finds me.
I struggle, but he manages to subdue me. I finally figure out how he managed to keep all those people from struggling - I’m paralysed.
He tosses me into a pit and tells me I’m special. I’m the first one he’s ever killed directly…
Cleaning Up Covers
As I was cleaning up my desk, and doing cleaning in general, I found a scrap of paper with notes for a planned blog entry. As these things always happen, the discovery occured less than five minutes after I read this thread on Snark, where the question of pre-planning blog posts was asked.
But I’m not going to answer that in depth here. 
Instead, I shall actually write up that post I apparently meant to but never did! Where I hop on the bandwagon and write up my list of favourite covers. In no particular order, of course.
Nellie, I get everything from you, don’t I?
Band From TV - “You Can’t Always Get What You Want”
It’s got Hugh Laurie on keyboard, Greg Grunberg on drums, and a couple of other TV people. For that alone it wins.
Placebo - “Running Up That Hill”
My favourite covers are those that take a song and make it their own. In this case the Kate Bush classic goes from female vocals and a sound that makes me feel like I’ve taken something to a male-vocaled melancholic sound.
Snow Patrol - “Crazy In Love”
Yes. They covered the Beyoncé song. It’s heavier, rockier and just plain amusing to hear a guy singing about needing to buy a new dress.
Goodnight Nurse - “Milkshake”
Notice a theme? Very very different artists covering songs that are not of their genre. It’s very different in sound, much heavier, rockier. Awesome though.
Nightwish - “Walking In the Air”
This song, from the movie The Snowman is a part of my childhood. When Nightwish covered it they managed to keep the magic while making it heavier, very distinctively Nightwish. It’s the combination of the new instruments that really make it - when I heard Tarja’s version of it, I felt like someone had just raped my childhood. ‘Nuff said.
Rasputina - “Bad Moon Rising”
I was going to put This Little Piggy in here, but I changed my mind. In true Rasputina style, it is very distinctive, very different from the Creedence Clearwater Revival version I was familiar with. In some parts especially it sounds like a lament, not just a warning.
Frou Frou - “Holding Out For A Hero”
Covered for the movie Shrek 2, Frou Frou adds their own very distinctive electronic style - and Imogen Heap’s vocals don’t hurt either! It’s a striking contrast, at least, with the other cover version from the movie, by Jennifer Saunders.
Spiritual Front - “Thank God I’m Pretty”
In the EP Dead Is The New Alive the track is transformed from Emilie Autumn’s signature style to a piano-driven tune sung by a man. But it is awesome because he’s singing about men jerking off when he’s singing and looking good without clothes on. And being pretty, of course.
Panic! At The Disco - “This Is Halloween”
Does this one count? Either way, I’m adding it. For me, this song is made by the vocals, smooth yet slightly creepy. “I am the who when you call “who’s there?”" I love that bit.
Within Temptation - “Running Up That Hill”
This song has been covered a lot and the symphonic metal band sounds completely different to the Placebo version. Heavy, with a wide variety of instruments and of course Sharon den Adel’s vocals. Less trippy than the original, and my preferred version.
