I am back in America, or is it Canada? There is a big party I am attending...I am introducing three Israeli friends I seem to have brought with me from India. They head off to find a drink for themselves. My girlfriend comes back, upset by being treated unkindly by the hostess of the party. i go to speak with her, being an old friend from grade school. We talk about "old times" but she is not very friendly or fond of the old memories. I decide to leave and start heading down an impossibly long staircase. Down, down, down....through a restaurant and a little jam session...outside. I run into some of my Israeli friends and see them performing magical acts I am disapproving of. I try to tell them to wield their newfound magical powers responsibly and to watch how they wield their energy. I bring them back to the party to introduce them to others but on the way I am overcome with a strange feeling and seem to become a human didgeridoo, beat-boxing and uttering incredibly low sub-bass from my throat. It is exploding out of me and I seem to have no control over it. Everyone is looking, very impressed or confused....I am even making mistakes in my beat construction but the force of the bass makes them unnoticeable and nobody seems to notice. Back up at the restaurant a few timid musicians are playing soft tame music when my beat-box solo begins. I feel bad for interrupting and I try to play along with my voice but they are shocked and stop playing. I cannot stop, it is pouring out of me. I began to levitate with the power of the bass and am soon floating around the room performing for a huge audience. I awaken in Himalayan mountains.
Human Didgeridoo, Amazing Powers
