Subconscious, Where Did That Come From?

The dream I remember from last night was odd enough that I remembered it. I was one of about a dozen Anglo-Saxon warriors (probably 10th c. or thereabouts) recently released from the fyrd and returning home. Since we were in good moods from the ending of the campaign, we decided to get a singing lesson.

Cue the scene of a dozen Anglo-Saxon warriors in gear (we did remove our helms and mail tops, obviously, but some were still holding their axes and seaxes) being led by a classy modern drag queen singing instructor, all singing the Rolling Stones' "Sweet Virginia". This being a dream, I actually had reasonable singing ability.

In a completely unrelated note, I have "Sweet Virginia" earwormed today.