Few months back, a dream about NIN : Front row at the Official NIN return tour !!! But all the songs were new, wasn't familiar with any of them. Weird ! They all sounded good though !

I had a dream last Wednesday that Trent and I were Irene Nesser's bodyguards in Zurich.
This was after watching an advance 7PM screening of The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, naturally.

Irene Nesser is Lisbeth's (Rooney Mara's) disguise when she's stealing Wennerstrom's billions by the way. Sorry if I spoiled anything (although it really isn't much of a spoiler).



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once had a dream about a guy standing by my bed while i slept and i thought it was real so when i woke up i jumped out my bed and ran out of my room and into the hallway and i ran into a wall.

the whole time Closer was playing in my head.



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I also had posted this in the 'weird nin related experiences' thread:

1. Mid to late 90's, I must have been 16-17, listening to |\|||/| for a few years at that point. My daily mantra would consist of coming home from school, fucking around with whatever for 3 hours, then sleeping for 5 hours (to almost always |\|||/| music) before waking up to fuck around some more and sleep again later to wake up late for the goddamned bus. One evening before my customary 5 hour coma, I decided that the album of choice would be 'the downward spiral'. So I popped that fucker into the cd player, had a sip of the coffee dear old mom had made not too long ago, and put my stupid face on the pillow. Within at least 5-10 minutes, sometime during piggy or heresy, I was out. Didn't take me too long obviously because those are the 2nd and 3rd songs. After that I was smooth sailing in la-la land. Then something happened that's fucking awesome when it actually DOES happen- a lucid dream. Only in this one, I was walking through a vast landscape of cavernous mountains and plateaus with lush greenery and beautiful wildlife. I was in awe. And as I looked up into the blue sky, it hummed a familiar tune- 'a warm place'. I then had realized that I was indeed dreaming in remembering i had put the album on and went to sleep in my own bed, so none of this was real, and decided to just go with it. That was a mistake. Because I went with it, I soon forgot it was a dream, and 'eraser' naturally faded in. The landscape began to change to an orange hue slowly, and the lush greenery began to die. The opening drum beats started to boom out of the sky through the clouds and I found myself walking through a vast desert and thought I was being followed, constantly looking over my shoulder. Sure enough, there was a tiny black figure getting closer, until I was essentially running faster and it was right behind me. Before the lyrics broke in, I tripped and fell down and when I turned around, the figure had a shredded hooded black robe, pale white arms and jumped on me trying to choke me to death. I woke up terrified and sweating, almost crying like a little puss. As Trent was singing "Need you....etc.," I went to go sip some coffee and calm down, when I realized my cup was empty. My mother then walked in with another cup of coffee. When I went to drink it, it was filled with sand. I look up, and it ain't mom. It's Mr. Evil Black Robe grabbing me by the neck on my bed and strangling me as Trent is screaming "KILL ME!!!...." over and over until I woke up for real this time and still had a full cup of coffee.
Synopsis:
A_I hadn't done any drugs on any level whatsoever during my teen years.
B_Trent Reznor and my imaginative subconscious decided to fuck me in the mouth and then shit on me.
C_That bitch had to have put something in my coffee.

Imagine my pants filled with shit when Closure came out sometime later and the live Eraser video took place in a desert.
You MOTHERFUCKER.

3. Couple years ago: I dreamt i was at a NIN concert in a small arena and before the opening band was even on, it seemed that the stage hands were putting things together still so me and me friends were bullshitting. As people began to slowly fill the seats, someone sat next to me. It was Trent, and I almost shit into my socks. He looked at me and slumped into the chair, and began saying "Holy FUCK, what a day I'm having. You mind if I sit here a minute?" My mouth open slightly in shock, I slowly shook my head no, while he rambled on. "I have to relax more. It isn't the music or the sets that stress me out- it's THOSE assholes up there that fuck me up EVERY. GOD. DAMMNED. TIME. (pointing up front at stage hands) I need a fucking break. HEY DOUCHEBAG- NO NOT YOU, IM POINTING TO THAT FUCKFACE, not YOU....Jesus Christ. It's been fun. I gotta go fire somebody. Enjoy the show." He gets up and goes to the stage and berates the stage hands, arms-a-flailing, and then I woke up.
I have serious mental problems.

Ahahahah ^^^^


I dreamed that Trent was my butler and he kept calling me "my lord" . I kind of have a Sebastian Michaelis obsession and I fell asleep listening to NIN. That's all I can figure.

^^XD Exactly! I only regret not ordering him to tap dance on the railing with Claude. Maybe next time.

Lol.. I'll never tell!

I was still in high school when I had a dream that I finally met Trent Reznor. It turned out that he was in fact a Japanese sound engineer, and the man we love is just a poster boy who lip syncs and his job is to sell the records, a la Milli Vanilli.

Also, in my dream Trent's real name was Trent Attaturk.

well this night i had a nice one.
i dreamt about going to hamburg, because i would know NIN would tour there - and went directly to a space like a bar or whatever, where they would also perform in order to becoming engaged as a waitress or whatever just to get clear, that i'll be there, when the guys are performing and be somehow part of the evening in the same time.
it happened to be a space near to the place i used to live about 7 years in real life in hamburg, so it was all familiar somehow and filled with good memories (from the real life).
though now it was rather glossy and fine, so i'd have to look very pretentious, but classy... idk.
so i went there and introduced myself - without any experience of a waitress or whatsoever (in real life too), so actually i'm not sure about having any chances... but hoping - to see nin on a stage without beeing just an attending fan... and it would be a small stage - a small club, so chances actually to see something.


anyway, i can't say what it was after, but it was kind of party or concert, where my brother still was alive...
(i often dream that he's alive, but never in connection with nin, because i'm sure he'd hate the music... somehow)