AM/FM: July 2013

I probably saw Joe play this live w/ this lineup during this era. I saw him for free at a local fair in Pensacola. It was a great show.
This song was part of some weird dreams last night. The dream where the song came in had me and a bunch of other men dressed exactly alike (in tan suits) being lead thru this strange conga line by a bald guy with glasses. Other dreams (what I can remember) involved me at a Christian youth camp where everyone kept moving between worlds where they were either really conservative or really wild and sinful. That dream was disturbing.
The last one I can remember was simple. In it, someone from where I work was asking me about my past and genuinely wanted to hear my story...so I was telling it. No one has ever expressed an interest in me in any way at work. To them, I am nothing but a custodian. It used to bother me a lot. Not so much anymore but I guess it does still bother me if I'm having dreams like this.
Dreams are weird.