Dazza Crawford is a man with a camera in the water, and he’s quite good. Dazza dug in the crate for Desert Island Dicks back in 2010. But it was so good we thought we’d remind ourselves of the tasteful fukka’s most righteous selections…

Royal Tahitian Dance Company / Self Titled – ‘I expect, if stranded, to be on an island in the Pacific. This album is core Polynesian roots and it doesn’t exist on CD.’

Thomas Dybdahl / Science – ‘I’m backing Norwegian folkalists and I might need something for rainy tropical days if I’m feeling a bit lonely. We could use some hometown music to summon the ghost of Thor Heyerdahl to guide our raft building.’

Sade / Promise – ‘We’ll need something to listen to while bronzing on the beach especially is there’s a bar near the pool.’

Men At Work / Cargo – ‘Colin Hay and crew always make me think of expansive blue skies and a world of possibilities.’

Pharoah Sanders / any album – ‘I’m adept at scouting and procuring indigenous hallucinogenics. A little sandalwood from the highland forest with frangipani for incense, candles from made from coconut fat, and we’re in the dreamtime business.’

Count Ossie and the Mystic Revelation of Rastafari / Grounation – ‘It’s conceivable that we could end up in the Atlantic on a ditched flight from Lisboa. This 3 LP set is fetching quite a price on E-Bay and sails easily from the New World to Africa.’