Book: Webster’s New International Dictionary, 3rd Edition.
It’s one volume.
CD: Time-Life’s Christmas Songs Collection (the title may vary)
[I’m not going 5 years without Christmas music.]
Movie: Fantasia by Disney. Color, movement, and great music.
Yes, I also used to be able to read it without adaptive hardware. Perhaps we’ll be stranded on adjacent islands and can shout etymologies from each volume across the narrow, shark-infested strait.
Thanks for that, I had not heard of her. Kind of a country Mazzy Star - one of my favourites.
As to the topic:
Book: I am an atheist, but to hell with it, the bible. King James version. Full of fun and death and fantasy role-play.
Music: JS Bach. Anything by this guy.
Film: I can’t decide between Jane Campion’s absurdist “Sweetie” or Marc Caro and Jean-Pierre Jeunet’s equally absurd “City of the Lost Children”.
Jesus, no. Not country at all. Indie pop with a bit of folk influence. It’s that latter part you’re mistaking for country.
Ok, sure. I do not listen to “country” country*, but a lot of what is alt-country, definitely on the indie end.
* as always, there is an exception… I really, really enjoy my friend Simon’s band, Congo Cowboys. They mix oldschool banjo driven country/folk with Congolese Kwasakwasa. They play Kirstenbosch on 18 Jan.
Oh, I love them - they’re on that bluegrassy end, and their guitars do the mbaqanga thing.
You could take a volume out of the middle of the alphabet but you’ll learn next to nothing.
There are only two volumes.
Well, in that case, if you only take the second volume you would probably learn little to zero.
Am I the only one who gets this brilliant joke?
ETA: and I just got the one made above my post.
Well, that is just not ok. If I cannot have a thick blank book and trade the movie and CD for 5 years worth of writing instruments, I refuse to go.
On second thought, since it’s a desert island I’m packing the essentials:
Album: Whale Songs—so I can duet with the neighbors.
Book: Moby Dick—for practical dinner-harpooning tips.
Movie: Jaws—so I remember to keep my toes stay on land.
I’d prefer to learn how to hug.
If you had a really slim volume, you could learn how to howl.
You know where to find Sympathy? It’s between Shit and Syphilis.
where’s the electricity coming from?
Mutant electric frogs.
Book: “Final Exit”
That would suffice.
Based on your choice, I picked this up as an audiobook, very nice! Lots of twists and turns to the mystery, and an interesting look at life on an Indiaman.