I'm at some kind of work event, but it's also somehow in my house; it doesn't make a whole lot of sense. I have to give some kind of concert and I'm singing and playing the guitar in front of everyone. I do a couple of songs and then I decide I'm going to do "Black" by Pearl Jam.

First of all, I have to retune my guitar for some reason, and I take absolutely ages doing it. I didn't have a tuner and I was trying to figure it out by ear, and it was very difficult. Eventually, I got the guitar tuned, and the crowd were getting really restless and waiting for me to start singing.

I start to play guitar on my classical guitar, and it's just really quiet. I start thinking, "Why am I playing this on my classical guitar anyway?" I tell everyone, "Hold on a second," and I put my guitar down. I walk over to the dining room wall and take my steel-string acoustic guitar off of the wall and I take it back and I start to sing.

As I picked up the guitar, people in the crowd were making comments like, "Oh look at you, so fancy with your two guitars." After I've got back, I start to sing and I sing the first verse of "Black," then I wake up.