wake up, wake up you Eraserhead sleepyhead


just slept 25 hours straight/ Rip van WinkelvMagregor


Dreamt of chasnDave, scottish fans drinking in a beer tent in Haggerston. A housing estate in Islington. waiting in a side street outside 1960′s goodison Park. then suddenly a massive crowd emerges and i’m with an oldSchool footballer in big shorts. something happens.


The mob. Colleoni’s men at Brighton Races. southAmerican moshpits. 




when I have slept so deeply, for so long, I find that I walk really oddly. Heavy, waterlogged feet. I trundle down the dimly lit corridor , always occurs to me I’m walking like the guy in ‘Sean of the dead’ when he first wakes up. Think of Hounslow, CarlBarat, my sister,


losing virginity on a patch of wasteland, the girl flashing to taxi drivers, carry on films hilarity.


Hancock’s morbid expression.


back in reality:


Have a Granadine water with ice, a bit of cheese. rice cake. Still half asleep, nearly pour grenadine water on rice cake. This isnt my favourite brand. too sickly.


Theres no food really, no brandy


cold red wine


where did  hide everything I neeed


to return to oz.


Sit on my bed, on my clean newly purchased sheets. Think about  thoughts.


what is to be done?


THink hard – Stephen Street is coming to Paris. I have just today to organize my new ideas for his perusal. where has the summer gone? where is autumn going?


my dreams are swimming around my head, dangerously close to the plughole.


more of the dream comes back:Being an english student at a california iuniversity Carl had the room before me. Left some drugs there. I am outside. A motorbike gang of black gangbangers are watching rivals. They have a rocket launcher. I am breaking up a slab of blue crystal meth a la Breaking Bad.


I have a motorbike too, a massive fucking beast of a bike. I pull a wheelie and rob a bank and dodge some bullets.




Back at the university I make some new friends and they tell me that all their parents have luxury homes, but their knowledge of european history is not sophisticated. The fridges are packed with frozen meals and each dormitory has a small bar with fairy lights.


Earlier in the dream I am at a car boot sale. I meet a girl who takes me home to her dad’s council flat in Coventry or Nottingham. He has one arm.


I ask why he was selling all his VHS tapes and cassettes -nhe explains that they belonged to his estranged wife who got all the kids addicted to gear. then when they were clucking she gave them a huge hit of crystal meth, He said that when they had an early night feeling shit it gave them a true understanding of what it was to be working class. I look out the window across the estate and observe the crowded but clean blocks of flats.


The father has a friend who is there a lot of the time. they go on hikes together.




[dreamworld in italics]


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25 Responses to wake up, wake up you Eraserhead sleepyhead

  1. dea vekua says:

    I think I have a better dreams,you’re in them too:)

  2. alright duck says:

    after riding a motorbike with my eyes shut and stealing some cars the next night in my dreams last week i was bl**dy knackered when i woke up you must have been exhausted! Thats what going to see james bond does for you or it may just be supressed memories from my time growing up in stoke!

  3. Gail says:

    Hello Lovely
    Sleep – sleep and curl up in these cold chilly days into a snug warm blanket – plus, an incredibly wonderful cat! Sleep is AWESOME = the best!
    I love you
    Gail x

  4. bsmith says:

    Dreams are powerul..I think we underestimate the power of our minds…dreams make me think of hieroglyphics of your subconscious…..so many thoughts to decipher which to the conscious mind seems like complete nonsense…but there’s some reason be what it may for your subconscious bringing so much to your awareness….you have a beautiful mind :-) Wish you would come to the States to tour so much respect and adoration for you Peter :-)

  5. valentina says:

    I love the way you write!! :)

  6. naty20 says:

    Oh Pete I love you so much :) :-*

  7. lomographic says:

    there’s a quote something like, “you, by being yourself, unknowingly give others the freedom to be themselves.”

  8. Blue Crow says:

    Hello Beautiful

    I had a dream a few days back, I dreamed about You! (Believe it or not, this is actually very unusual as I barely ever dream about you – I know, it surprises me too!!!!) You hugged me. That’s it. Best dream I’ve had in years.

    Thank you x

  9. Gail says:

    Alright you?!

    Good to hear you slept, sleep is always needed, I think, an important thing – would that I could hear my own farcical words of wisdom eh?! But truly glad nevertheless. Did you get to see Noel? I hope so. Funny really in a way to think of you wanting to see people play like we do of you! Did you take pictures? I feel sure that you got there. I hope you did.

    So: Stephen Street eh> that’s interesting. The songs are totally there though I think, anyway, don’t you agree? I would say that. So nothing to worry about. I obviously don’t know what it takes to bring a song from already there to an album, but you’ve worked with him before, he knows you, you know him. It will happen, I feel. You’ve already done your part, it seems to me.

    I was watching Breakfast the other morning, and Rick Astley was on – I remember him vaguely, well, I remember some of the songs. I didn’t know he’d quit the whole deal when he was 26. It was interesting to hear him talk. You know what it’s like, the way everyone who’s ever been in therapy gets asked about their past and how hard it was (famous people I mean) and they say, always, to a T: yes, but I was still responsible for my own decisions. Well, he wasn’t like that. (Hadn’t even been in therapy I dont think! Hahahah!) He said: it just got too fucking much (alright, not quite like that! We are talking Rick Astley!) and ultimately you basically had no control, you never stopped touring, the record company dictated everything, it was like he had no life? I wondered about that.

    Blissful sunny day here this morning – got out in the jardin and hacked back some stuff! Your second biggest fan was sprawled out under a tree in a spotlight of sunshine, god love! Nothing worked out in the garden this summer, but bizarrely right this second there are now cucumbers growing>???>? Just goes to show.

    Love you, be free
    Gail x

  10. Noelle says:

    Peter you need the Lord-remember Daily Bread

  11. Konstantinos says:

    25 hours straight? hahaha must be a new world record…

  12. absentee says:

    Strange dreams you have. But wonderfully written. Nice to hear from you, at least like this, if nothing else possible. Keep dreaming Peter, much love.

  13. netsta says:

    Caught a glimpse of this one before it disappeared down the plughole: it was school assembly, we were all standing apart whilst David Cameron strode about amongst us, saying that from now on we’d all be doing EXACTLY as we were told. All the while his new secret police were mingling silently in the shadows like a mobile terracotta army. Woke up feeling slightly concerned and thinking I should watch the news less often.

  14. Linchen says:

    “The dream reveals the reality which conception lags behind. That is the horror of life — the terror of art.” ´(Kafka)

  15. Mildena says:

    Peter are you okay ? Are you fine ??

  16. Cameron.Reading says:

    also i have a little picture and autograph from you, you sent me from Belmarsh last summer. i wanted to thank you because i went to Reading festival and saw you headline republic stage but never got the chance. thanks it was a great set and thanks for the autograph

  17. Cameron.Reading says:

    Hi Pete I’m from Reading and you were supposed to play a gig at sub89 a while back, do you know when or if you will?

  18. Loredana says:

    Maybe you need a holiday dear…xxxxx :)

  19. Halalbion says:

    “My dreams are swimming around my head, dangerously close to the plughole” This is genius man, kind of sums up my life at the moment, you should stick it a song.

  20. MisterJohnSourly says:

    25 beats my 16, generic Seroquel, Quetiapine does this to me every time. But I don’t remember my dreams except for pissing through a glory hole in the wall of a gas station while people walked by. I woke up in fear that I’d soaked myself but morning-wood is more powerful than I had previously eyemagined. My head’s usually fucked when I sleep that way. I can’t talk to people and I stare off into space.

  21. Missstephanielovespeter says:

    Please do. Stephaniejohnsondec2@gmail.com just a whisper….ssssh.

  22. Missstephanielovespeter says:

    Peter I have fallen in love with your face your poetry ysound I can sympathize with you on so many levela so many demons so many vices I am enamored with the light in your eyes you are beautidul a dream from which one would never want to awaken. I cannot imagine the thrill and total joy of even being in the same room with u. I would give anything to meet u and just have you play your guitar and sing a song to me in a field of daisies with the tenderest of breezes blowing your hair across your brow. Only to dream such a sweet dream. Love from america