About a million years ago I posted about what female celebrity I would choose to be stranded on a desert island with. At the end of that post I promised a list of desert island discs would be forthcoming. That day has come.
Having seen this post in draft form for quite some time now, Red has kindly pointed out to me on numerous occasions that this format is traditionally limited to eight selections. A little Wikipedia magic proved her right, naturally. But also found that by "discs" the BBC means "records" in the sense that the Grammys and my parents use the term - in other words, single tracks. So I am sticking with my original misconception of 10 albums.
Here is my list:
1. Viva Hate - Morrissey: Just in case I suffer blunt force trauma from a coconut and loose the part of my brain where this is permanently stored.
2. Kid A - Radiohead: I love listening to this album. It is so complex that I doubt I will ever fully digest it.
3. Portishead - Portishead: Though I would miss "Sour Times" and "Wandering Star," I couldn't live without "Over."
4. Strangeways Here We Come - The Smiths: Art is pain. You can almost hear them breaking up between tracks.
5. Mysterio - Ian MacCollouch: So underrated you can't even imagine. To the point where I would eschew Echo & the Bunnymen proper.
6. Technique - New Order: The apex of synth pop.
7. Cerulean - The Ocean Blue: The boys from Hershey have always been my dark horse and I am betting on them 'till the end.
8. Plans - Death Cab for Cutie: You know I would like to say The Photo Album just to prove that I have been listening to them for that long, but they have steadily improved with each album. Well, up until that last piece of crap they recently put out.
9. Combat Rock - The Clash: What? I was supposed to pick London Calling? Screw you! I like Combat Rock!
10. Turn On Your Bright Lights - Interpol: Dude, they have 200 couches. 200!
I would have to regrettably leave behind: Ruby Vroom- Soul Coughing, Lincoln - They Might Be Giants, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me - The Cure, and My Aim is True- Elvis Costello. Well, there would be many more I would regret leaving behind. To the point where if I were given a "Desert Island 40G i-Pod" I would still be torn on the cuts I would have to make. Sadly, this is not an exaggeration.