Pavement's Wowee Zowee. It is my all-time favorite album, I never ever get sick of it no matter how many times I hear it. It runs the gamut of human emotions without ever being literal. It's funny. It's sad. It's nonlinear. It's eclectic. It is perfection.
Never Mind the Bollocks by the Sex Pistols. It's a classic, and it'll give the Rat King a pretty good idea of what I think of his mangy ass for kidnapping me in the first place.
Dirty Three's Ocean Songs. Because it's fucking epic, sounds like rain and open spaces; if it won't help me get off the island, it'll help me imagine I'm somewhere else.
Stevie Wonder's "Songs in the key of life", because its the longest playing, gorgeously funky, soulfully joyful and sad, disc I can think of.
PS (Will I be provided with the Professor's blueprints for making a stereo set from bamboo?)
Because I'll need to chill out, wherever I am; because I'm still hearing new things in it even though I've had a copy for almost a decade now; because it's still some of the most beautiful music I know; because it adapts itself so well to different occasions with ease.
i had this very conversation with my chum and i was saying i'd take crooked rain by pavement. and he said, why bother, the music is already in yr head. take an album you don't know all that well yet, and it will seep into yr consciousness. i said okay then, slanted and enchanted and he got cross. hee hee.
