Last night I dreamt another National gig at another half filled venue, sitting on dusty velour seats, the smell of music halls gone by in my nose. Matt was in fine voice, came into the “crowd” and we had a chat between songs. Which was nice. Things went a bit freeform and experimental from there: Aaron gave a monologue as Gollum and then we were outside and I was suggesting locations for a TN interpretation of Lord of the Rings. Then I woke up and was bloody thankful it had all been a dream.