There is an award ceremony. I did the music or the sound design and received the silver award for it. My brother was a producer from Barcelona. I look in a big book to see what I did, because it was a year ago. Next to me is a boy with wild blonde hair. There is a large crowd of people in front of a stage and they start pushing towards the stand. As we sit in a room, it becomes clear that we are not being called. Another man, who should also have received an award with us, gives me and someone else each a gift the size of a single.