Recent dreams containing guitar page 7

Dreaming of my dead grandfather I dreamt of my dead grandad playing his guitar and singing a song he used to sing when I was a child.

I dreamt about guitar hero 5 review

Dream kept repeating in certain parts. I was constantly back at the house. Different things happened every time I was at the house. Entered via bathroom (peach with darker door but not too dark). There was just a toilet in the room and I think a window to the right of me. Hole in the door. Dog in other room would see me and put his nose through the hole and sniff. I'd dread opening the door to the dog, but I'd do it and calm it down by stroking it. It was silky smooth. The last time I visited the house, the dog saw me through the hole and as I expected, went to put his nose in the hole and sniff, but he burst down the door instead and ended up right in front of me. This room was grey. Grey walls with photo frames (gold maybe) and grey floorboards. They all looked cracked and the wallpaper looked worn and cracked. There was no furniture in the room, though I think there might have been one set of drawers that were black in a vintage style but very worn and old. On the bottom far left was a door frame without a door. I never went through this door, but I did look out of it. There was a landing which led round to a flight of stairs going down. This landing and the stairs were also grey and worn exactly like the room I was in. Back near to the left of the bathroom there was another room. This door frame actually had a door, which was always open a few inches and looked like there was light shining into the room. I was always too scared to enter that room or to leave the grey room at all. Every time I ended up at this house the dog was a different colour. Once it was black with white spots. Another time, white, golden and black with black spots and smaller ears/nose. Another time it was white with long brown floppy ears. But I knew it was always the same dog. I know it was a male dog. He was always very on edge and almost hyper flighty. Only I could calm him down by stroking him. But he was always scared in some way and really jumpy. And so was I. I was scared of a man, incase he came to the room. I was scared he'd be in this house, but never knew if he was or not. One time, I was riding a bike that was too big. The handle bars were way too high and when I was pedalling my knees were coming up to my cheeks. I was cycling around Manchester early on a morning. People were going to work on the trams (which looked more square and red) and there were buskers dotted along the tram lines. One man made a couple of quid in less than a minute. He also looked poor but he was good at busking. I was cycling along these tramlines and near Arndale then suddenly I was riding down a hill in Easington Colliery and ended up in the bathroom of this house again. One time, people were in the house, 2 girls and a boy walking down the stairs away from me and I had a guitar and threw it to them. They were then gone.

I'm a small room that's all painted black. At the back of the room on the wall is a small, dim light and to the left of it is a green door. I'm sitting on a chair and in front me is a drummer behind a drum kit and 2 guitarists. Due to the light I can't see their faces but they all look to be the same height and build. After sitting in silence for a while, one of the guitarists starts to play a riff. After the riff is over he stops and the other guitarist plays the exact same thing. No one says anything and after a while it feels like if I can guess what the riff is then I can leave the room, but I always wake up before I can guess it

I dream that i was a guitarist in a band, then some sort of aliens invades us, then my schoolmate kiss me

I worked in a real estate company with nice people. I was in a pleasant meeting. I had nice sweaters in a drawer , and, was also meeting with guitarists. There were colorful ribbons to choose from to tie my straps together. My boss was kind and was giving me the whole office for an art show of my paintings and sculptures. They had all had amazing ski vacations.

I dreamed about my boyfriend, his ex and me in a room. then his ex get the guitar and i gave her the printed lyrics and chords which was pinned in the wall. then she leave us inside the room

Being a guitarist in a band

Guitar playing the other way around

Left-handed guitar