Dreamt the whole board was faders

Woke up at some ungodly hour with the dream still stuck: I'm in a studio I don't recognize, and every channel on the desk is labelled with a train station instead of an instrument. I keep reaching for the vocal fader and it's just Paddington, and the mix sounds like departures. Nothing dramatic happens. I just can't find the right bus, and the whole time a dog is watching me from the couch like I'm getting it wrong.