This is not about an actual interview, it is about an interview in a dream I had.  The interview was in an abandoned railway yard.  Wayne Coyne was rummaging through the debris while I was interviewing him.   Actually, it less an interview as just a conversation.  I wish I has taken some mental notes when I was dreaming this.  I remember it as being a fascinating and friendly conversation.  He was very casual, easy to talk to and ask questions of.   The only answers I remember are these two.

Q: What is your opinion about getting old?

A: I wouldn’t worry about those grey streaks in your hair, if that’s what you mean.

Q: What do you think would be the best profession for an artist that is not financially independent?

A: A truck driver.  You got free time off the road to create and you have plenty of time to dream up projects while you’re on the road.

That was about all that I remember except that it was a fun and friendly conversation.  It seemed like a long and vivid dream, but like all dreams, the memory starts disappearing as soon as you wake.

Wayne seemed to be like he was in real life.  I talked to him in real life between sets of a gig in, I think, 2000.   It was weird grouping of Verve Pipe, Robyn Hitchcock and the Flaming Lips.  I asked Wayne if he remembered the Foolery in Mt. Pleasant Michigan.  In their very early days, they used to play there once a year (for three years).  His response:

“Yeah, I remember freezing my ass driving up there!” (They had a van at that time with no heat and a windshield that wasn’t properly sealed)

Then he paused and thought for a while. “Whatever happened that guy who owned it?  He seemed like he was really into it.”

“Harvey?  Well, his dad actually owned it, he just ran it.  His dad eventually sold it, then Harvey and his girlfriend, I heard, had gotten married and moved to Kentucky to raise horses. ”

“That’s a shame.  Well, I’ve gotta go now.  Sorry.  Nice talking to ya.”

So there you have it!  My conscious and unconscious conversations with Wayne Coyne.