It was a dream, of course, but it feels now more like a memory. I pulled up to a record shop with my mother in the car with me. She said she'd wait for me. I went in and my old Geography teacher was in there, looking at rare 45s. He was pulling out crazy records; super rare local press garage records, but with bizarre eighties picture sleeves. He wouldn't let me look properly though. Behind the counter was a man I somehow knew to be a dealer I'd used in the past but never met, or even seen. He looked like the old man that JP was so obsessed with in the café a few weeks ago. He said nothing but slowly pointed to the back room. I found myself walking back there, but I had become seized by an all encompassing fear and dread. I halted, and looked up above me. I saw the same white spider that led me to the Silk Winged Alliance 45. I jolted. The old man was in front of me, beckoning me forward. The backroom was really small, and filled with junk. In-between chair legs and lawnmowers, I could see strange white shadows. A telephone was ringing. I went to pick it up. It was a conch shell. I spoke into it in an uncontrollably slow voice. It was JP. He was talking so fast I couldn't keep track of him. Then he whispered to me, as if from behind the cabinet in front of me, 'It's the witches record on the old gramophone. You need this one.' I looked up and saw a cat stood on its hind legs, dressed in Edwardian costume, holding the gramophone. I walked towards it and the record started playing. It was deafeningly loud. I remembered my mother outside. I felt like I'd been in the shop for hours. I suddenly noticed that there was no door. I looked back round and the cat was gone, but the music was still playing loud. The gramophone was floating in mid air. I grabbed the record, quickly, and turned again in panic. The old man stood in front of me smiling, holding a white cat in the palm of his hand. The cat had eight legs. I awoke with a start. I reached over to my bedside table, and there was a record lying on it. I looked at it. It was the record from the dream! The Fabulous Frauleins 'Practise of Evil' - I called JP immediately.
Fabulous Frauliens - Practice Of Evil
Fabulous Frauliens - Days Gone By
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It was very cool to find your blog with the downloads of 2 tunes from The Fabulous Frauleins. My sister was the lead singer in that band, and I remember the big deal it was when they cut the record in 1967. For kicks, I sent your page to some of my family members so they could read your post and listen to the tunes. Thanks for posting this !
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