Oh man just woke up from the craziest dream. I've had dreams where I've been a mohawked and pierced member of Rancid, I've been in art school where my teachers are Tom Delonge and Mark Hoppus, but I've never had a dream that had anything to do with hip-hop. Until last night, when I dreamt I was Jay-Z's backup MC for a four-night stand in front of 55,000 people each night. And it was a black tie affair. The entire audience were dressed in tuxes and ballroom gowns. All 55,000 of them. The theme of the show was lightening, wind, fire and water. Throughout the performance actual lightening was cracking above the audiences heads. And gusts of wind during pivotal moments had all the ladies once-perfect hair in complete messes. The show concluded with Jay waving around two giant torches, blasting fire out across the giant stage, and me shooting water from two giant firehoses at the inferno. The crowd ended up being soaking wet, in their tuxes and dresses, but they didn't care. They gave a standing ovation and then left in limousines. All of them. 
Definitely bizarre.