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desert island albums


this is an old game, but i figured i'd give it a try... the premise is that you have to choose albums that you would keep with you if you were stranded on a desert island- those albums that you really couldn't live without.

i've always been a little suspicious of the concept, since it assumes that this desert island has a stereo system and a functioning power grid of some sort. (in fact, even the concept of a "desert island" is kind of weird if you think about it. deserts are not generally surrounded by water, whereas that is what defines an island. sure, australia is mostly desert, but even they have a pretty lush coastline. besides, no one really talks about being "stranded" in australia.)

and even if i were to accept this specious beginning, it seems to me that the only album i would really want with me would be one with detailed instructions on how to escape from an abandoned desert island.

nonetheless... since i can admit that it is just possible that i'm thinking too hard about the concept, it does make for sort of a fun way to pass the time and makes you think about your musical tastes and collection.

so let's try a really limited number:

pick five albums you would want with you on our strange island. you can only have five. they can come in any format (hey, if it has a sound system, we can at least make it a good one). you can choose double, triple or other multiple albums, but they count as multiples (i.e., a double album would count as two choices).

would you choose things that have particular associations?

things that you remember from your youth?

are there any that don't fit with your usual musical choices?

it's just an exercise. i'm not actually arranging for you to be dropped off on a desert island next thursday. really, i'm not.

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