Dream #2

I go into a bar. It is very old. The kind where all the wood has an old world patina from thousands of hands and arms shining it. The bar is very dark. In the center is a band playing. I can barely make them out. I see their arms and hands moving but i don't hear anything. A small crowd sits around them "listening". I strain to hear and think that I finally hear the light strumming of a guitar. After a short time the band gradually plays louder (but not too loud) and ends with a soft crescendo.