Desert Island Dicks

BBC Radio 4 has the most excellent programme "Desert Island Disks", where celebrities get to have a conversation and choose (amongst other items) the eight most significant music tracks they would select to accompany them in their long time of abandonment on the fictitious desert island.

These are the tracks that punctuate particular memories and turning points, like the birth of a child, or the receipt of a major award. All are intended to make the stay on the island one of pleasant recall, but I detect a missing opportunity here, and that is the motivation to escape from such an isolated existence.

This is solved by the selection of another set of recordings being determined under the title of "Desert Island Dicks" as these are the tracks permanently associated with bad memories, as well as being the most hated of tracks guaranteed to motivate escape from their incessant playing on a perpetual loop with no off switch.

For me the first of these tracks would be the insufferable "Hallelujah" by the equally insufferable, boke generating, Leonard Cohen. Cockney Rebel's "Make me smile" would certainly join the mix and I can think of many more. (please don't make this into a list)

The point is that this idea is the direct opposite of Desert Island Discs. Bad memories are recalled. "This was playing when the car went into the back of the Bentley". "This was playing when the Trump moron was elected." "This was playing as the fish hook sunk into the back of my head"..... I'm off to build a boat from coconut shells and seaweed strips.