Getting to know the freaky metro busking girls

A few nights ago I worked late, so was not exposed to my usual repertoire of Metro buskers on the way home.

Instead of my usual favourites (heroin addict pan flautist, lesbian pop duo or quebecios jacques brel, to name a few...) there were these two girls doing a bizarre, art-folk-fiddle-singing-step-dance thing.

I honestly couldn't tell if they were crazy art groundbreakers or just really, really bad.

I was confounded enough that they made their way into my dream:

J and I were hosting a party and this troupe of famous Slovakian folk artists showed up. Naturally, two of the eight or so musicians were these two girls. We were making idle conversation about where they were from, etc...

Then I noticed a newspaper article posted on the wall. It said that these very musicians had come to Canada on tour, and had suddenly gone missing. They had gone underground. Yet here they were standing in my living room.

They explained that it would be easier to live in Canada if they were anonymous.

I then took the two art-folk-fiddle-singing-step-dance girls aside and explained that they would be better off not busking in the metro if they wanted to stay anonymous. Now that they had been mentioned in the paper, someone was bound to recognize them.

Our friendly, neighbourhood Quebec celebrity

I dreamed that this down-and-out guy who I see around the neighbourhood was actually a famous Quebec movie star. I saw him in a movie, and he looked exactly the same as he does when I see him in the street... bloated and spaced out.