last night i dreamt that donny osmond had a new reality tv show where he was a dentist. he was my shirtless dentist, attaching braces to me in front of the cameras. i keep dreaming that my mouth is full of stuff, broken teeth, braces, etc. but this is the first time that donny osmond has been involved.
You maybe (indeed, hopefully, for the sake of your patience and sanity) don’t get to see it over there in Canadia, but Donny hosts a truly rotten game show that airs just before The Simpsons on British television. In it, a member of the general public has to guess the vocations of other members of the general public.
In order to spice it up, the pregnant pause is taken to new heights of pregnancy and Donny has a catch phrase: “Is…. that…. your……….. I…dentity?”
Maybe you’ve actually seen it and your subconscious soul has scrambled the phrase into “I….. did….. that….. (your….. dentistry)”.
He wears a shirt.
Isn’t that too Lacanian / Freudian an interpretation?
Veda strikes me rather like a Jungian type of person.
Not a rule, but teeth, sometimes, have to do with the ‘persona’ (from Greek, ‘mask’). Being a musician and all, the mouth, and the teeth are part of how she presents herself to others.
The fact it was a reality show with Donny Osmond, in particular, reinforces even more the idea that it has to do with how Veda’s persona.
Alas, what braces serve for, if not to cover part of our external self?
Was it a good or a bad feeling, Veda?
Hi lovley Veda,
its been a long time. glad to encounter your words in this strange new cyber space we inhabit. all is well with me and I live in LA again, at least for now.
With affection and stuff,
Zemeira
but zemeira, the real question is, DO YOU KNOW DONNY OSMOND?
no seriously, it’s nice to hear from you. and duncan, my whole family is wandering around the house yelling “i did that (your dentistry)!”
as for freudian/jungian, i grab whatever camp is handiest. i think you’re on to something raff, with the external self cover. here comes the tooth armour!
I’d like to expand my thesis by proposing The Two Theories Of Shirtlessness:
1) Recent footage of the unbandaging of Tutankhamun has triggered a Pharaoh / Joseph scenario in which the Technicolour Dreamcoat is discarded, thus exposing the Osmond torso. It may also explain this facile attempt to interpret your dreams. I don’t suppose you noticed seven cows milling around the dentist’s surgery or some tatty ears of corn in the background? Any dream will do.
2) You are re-living your formative years as a wee lassie in the 1970’s, during which you were the archetypal hormonal screamer. We may be grateful for the braces in your dream (at least, the ones from which the Osmond breeches are suspended). Any hint of a cover of Andy Stewart’s “Donny where’s your troosers?” on forthcoming tour dates, and we may be forced to draw our own conclusions.
Okay, here is another live Veda concert on CBC Radio 3 with a Hip Hop band (No Luck):
http://radio3.cbc.ca/concert/concert.aspx?name=Veda-Hille-No-Luck-Club-2006-07-29
yah, thank god for cbc hey? i particularly like this version of sympathectomy, with no luck club. i’m playing the radio at the end.