And come to think of it, what's the significance of that question? It's a mystery wrapped in an enigma, that is. I like it!
This post marks my happy return to the near-forgotten world of LJ memes, namely the following:Comment to this post with "What are these fucking iguanas doing on my coffee table?" and I'll ask you five questions. Answer them and repost the meme in your own journal until we all get sick of questions.
These were posed by the lovely crazyspideylady
, who definitely gives good question.1) If you could only listen to one genre of music for the rest of your life, what would it be?
This was a fairly quick decision, although it was with a heavy heart that I had to reject electronica, and face the prospect of never hearing Kraftwerk or Aphex Twin again. However, I'd choose prog rock, for several reasons.
My love for most forms of music comes and goes; there may be times when I adore 80s pop, or EBM, or even goth, and I went through a huge metal phase in the 1980s and early 90s. Prog, however, has always been a constant, and very many prog rock tracks form the soundtrack to particular well-remembered episodes from my past. I love the sheer musicianship of most of the people involved; you can't really be in a prog band and not have some level of musical virtuosity. The likes of Emerson Lake and Palmer or Focus can be heavy going at times, but it's always a treat to hear the skill they have. Prog covers a huge variety of styles too; Yes and Genesis went from 15 minute epics in the 70s to three-minute radio-friendly rock in the 80s, and lost none of their appeal. And as long as I'm able to bend the rules enough to include Rush (and really twist them to breaking point to include Hawkwind too), then that's two of my all-time favourite bands I'm always assured of being able to revisit.
And lastly, the fact that prog is so very unfashionable means that to be a fan of it makes me considerably cooler than all of you. Oh yes.2) You outwardly appear to be ageing in reverse. What's your secret?
If I knew, I'd probably try to market it! It might be good genes (although my younger brother looks older than me by some margin), or possibly my habit of avoiding stress whenever I can, but most likely it's just the fact that mentally (and often, emotionally) I'm still a teenager, and probably always will be. Maybe the fact that I haven't grown up is just because I don't really want to.3) To you, did Princess Leia look hotter in the slave outfit or in the bounty hunter disguise (in the bit where she takes her helmet off)?
As much as I like feisty females, a role Leia always pulled off beautifully - and I dare say there have been interesting papers written from the feminist perspective about her various aspects across the three films - I'm still a red-blooded male, so I'd be lying if I didn't say the slave outfit. Leia's still one hell of a character regardless of what she wears though. So much more to her than the vapid Padme Amidala.
Digressing slightly, it did always puzzle me that Jabba the Hutt had Leia dressed like that to start with. It's something of a stretch of imagination that he'd find her aesthetically (let alone libidinously) appealing in a barely-adequate gold bikini. Far more likely would be for him to have her fed to the Rancor; I can imagine her screams and the crunch as she got bitten in half to be far more erotic to a Hutt than a flash of skin. But never let it be said that George Lucas doesn't (or at least didn't in those days) know what his audience wanted!4) Describe your perfect holiday, in a real or fictional time/place.
As a military history geek, I'd like to time travel to 1861. I'd join the great and the good of Washington DC society as they enjoyed picnic lunches overlooking the first battle of Bull Run, the opening engagement of the American Civil War. It would appeal to me to experience the naivety of those who expected that there would be a glorious parade ground display by the Union army, the secessionists would flee with their tails between their legs, and the rebellion would be over. Instead, what they got was McDowell's Union army routed, and the civilians who had turned out to watch were swept along with the fleeing troops, losing their possessions and in some cases their liberty to the Rebels. Their short and glorious battle turned into four years of carnage as their nation almost tore itself apart.
It's an odd choice for a holiday perhaps, but I'd choose it in a heartbeat over a fortnight on the Costas...5) You are alone in your house. The cats are outside. Suddenly, a fire breaks out. If you could only save one of your possessions in escaping from the blaze, which one would you choose?
The only thing I'd make a point of grabbing would be my box of photos and photo albums. Although I'm a compulsive hoarder, it's all just stuff, and stuff can always be replaced with more stuff (at least until the oil runs out and we revert back to being hunter-gatherers). Memories can't be replaced, which makes them the only really priceless thing anyone can own.