Morning of December 4, 2013. Wednesday.

I am apparently in the Netherlands, possibly a somewhat annoying dream play on the "nether regions" I would say (ordinarily) but this dream seems postcognitive at face value.

I am some sort of manager, responsible for the entertainment for, I believe, an airport, although there may also be a bus depot (or some sort of odd building related to travel and with gas pumps) involved - possibly adjoined to some sort of refueling station for longer tours. I know it mostly related to tourism and providing suitable activities. I believe chosen bands even perform on airplanes at times (or even buses, which is not really feasible). Another person also works with me. The other person seems to hold more authority at times, but in the long run, I believe we are equal in our say over what unfolds at that point. Nothing in my dream seems familiar, as if I am someone else. The other man is thin and with light hair and appears to be English (as in being from England).

I meet members of a new band. The lead singer is female and the music, although non-dramatic and non-eventful for the most part, is what I like and want to place in the schedule. (I seem to be thinking on my likes rather than what the public would prefer - which would not be feasible in such a managerial position in real life.)

Later, I appear to be on a bus or in an area that has rows of seats as on a bus - again with the gas pumps (reminding me of a very old joke about an alien talking to a gas pump with the line "he just stood there with his finger in his ear" in description of the gas pump by the alien) - it is not that vivid. The girl is crying when I get up to ask about the band's schedule and readiness. I am listening to their music on headphones, but can still hear the environmental sounds in my dream through them.

I am not sure of the name of the band I had placed, but I do clearly remember the name of the other band I had never heard of before and by which the other manager replaced the other one with in all scheduling. The other band is called "The Jig". I am rather angry that the other man decided to feature "The Jig" over the band I have already placed in venues and the one that I know I like. Even more-so, the other band has some rather odd and somewhat offensive terminology in their promotional descriptions even though it seems ambiguous and erroneous to the style of music (and vaguely seeming like broken English or someone who did not fully know what the words meant or implied). The girl looks at me in frustration as I am listening to the work of her band, apparently thinking I have no more interest in their music. (She likely thinks that I am now listening to the other band instead.)

"Is The Jig better?" she cries out, looking back at me. I immediately shake my head, firmly, to calm her. She is a few seats in front of me to my right. Eventually, back at the airport building, I yell at the other man about the situation, and the scheduling is changed back to the first band I had already decided to use. He leaves via the front entrance seeming highly annoyed. I apparently have the most authority at that point.

Strangely enough, there actually is a band called The Jig - from the Netherlands yet. Rather weird postcognition, possibly - am certain I never heard of them in any memorable way, and for that matter, they only have about 650 "likes" on Facebook, which is the first Google match I got. Not only that, I actually do find their description (at least on their Facebook page) rather odd and mildly offensive, almost seeming like broken English as well, as the words do not fit together at all. So that is four things that relate directly (and pretty precisely) to my dream without a "normal" explanation - the name, the location, the odd description, and even symmetrical gas pumps in the logo - seriously weird.

Oddly, my first strong impression of their real logo, with the symmetrical gas pumps, seems to represent people with their fingers in their ears, not wanting to hear the music - or maybe that is the intent (as a sort of self-parody) - hard to say.

I certainly have nothing against them, though, and have not listened to anything by them, so I have no right to comment on realistic terms regarding their actual performance or music. They apparently have a new album called "Aargh!" Something I feel like saying presently about unusual "wayward" dreams.