Thank you for noticing, it helped lift my spiritsBartender said:Good to see you posting here Bahngeist.
Somewhere further down the thread I provided my own answer to my own question, as follows:Tannin said:You have been condemned by the Abbotstazi to exile for thought crimes.
In a few minutes, you will be flown to a deserted island from which there is no escape. There you will remain until further notice. If you are lucky, your appeal for clemency and rehabilitation will be considered in perhaps five or ten years time. Meanwhile, you will stay on the island. You will have no contact with civilisation of any kind. No radio, no TV, no Internet, no newspapers, no phone calls, no letters, no visitors.
You will be abandoned there with nothing but the clothes you stand in and a few survival aids, such as fishing line and hooks, a primitive first aid kit, some knives, plates and spoons, a cooking pot, and a plentiful supply of matches.
The island itself is perfectly safe and comfortable. The climate is benign enough for you to sleep naked on the soft sand under a tree, or in one of the several small caves if it is raining. There is a fresh water spring which never runs dry, and any amount of food to be found, ranging from fruits and wild vegetables through to plump, tender wild turkeys and a huge variety of seafood. Barring accident, you should survive in comfort for however many years it will be before your appeal is finally heard. You will, of course, be searched carefully to make sure that you take nothing whatsoever from the world of civilisation barring the standard survival kit that is provided to you.
Just as you are about to be frog-marched onto the small float-plane, and you are taking what will be your last look at buildings and street lamps and other works of civilisation for a very long time, your Corrections Officer says that there has been a last minute change of policy. In the interests of humanity, you will be given a small, solar-powered CD player, apparently of quite good quality, and as a sign of the government's great generosity, even a CD-ROM to go with it.
Any album you like. You have 10 seconds to choose it. This will be the only music you hear for the next 10 years. Choose it well. Eight seconds left. If you can't make your mind up in time, the offer is off. Seven seconds left. You can have any album you like; you might get away with asking for a double album, or you might not. If you ask for a triple album or a boxed set, that will just demonstrate your greed and probably lead to you being shot. Four seconds left. You might regret your choice later and wish you'd thought to ask for something different, but you have no time to ponder, only to blurt the first one you think of. Two seconds left.
Make your choice.
Now scroll up to the top of the thread and read the first three posts.Tannin said:The Rolling Stones, Let it Bleed.
On the plane, I realise my mistake. I should, of course, have asked for the one absolutely irreplacable recording, the one work that never, ever fails to lift my spirits, Mozart's immortal Marriage of Figaro. There are lots of good versions, but I'd go for my much loved original, Kiri Te Kanawa under Solti with the London Philharmonic. I am heartbroken. I love Let it Bleed but how could I have been so stupid?
Nearing the island, I suddenly start shaking with fright. I just remembered that it is a triple album. Close escape!
Yes. :grin:Or am I really as stuck in my inflexible ways as my little orange friend says?