Spice and No Blood to Spare

Last night I dreamt I was riding in the car with my husband. I was smoking spice (I don't smoke in the waking world). I put it out when we pulled into the garage. When I walked into the house, it was a dance studio. The band No Blood to Spare were sitting in a circle with the belly dancers that perform with them on occasion. I sat down and we started rehearsing and discussing songs.