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THOUGHT PROBLEM:
In the near dystopian future, film music and all to do with it are banned: no message boards, no newsletters, magazines, film music labels, cd's, lp's or even sheet music! Nothing must be spoken about it. The music cannot be heard in any form or format: performed by instruments, recordings, people, nothing.
But find each other we must, so we can have secret meetings, at night in basement apartments.
But how? We must have code words, signals, looks, gestures, articles of clothing, SOMETHING to identify each other. What should they be?
They cannot be actual film music melodies (playing or whistling the music itself) or actual articles of same (cd's, etc.); that would get you arrested.
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...someone will forget that the melodies CANNOT be used, and start making suggestions around them.
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How about:
How about making the FSM (Flying Spaghetti Monster) logo do double duty? Maybe as lapel pins?
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Or saying to people:
"Are you a 'Friend of Douglas'?"
"Are you a 'Friend of Lukas'?"
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Or even better:
"My friend Dorothy, who lives in apartment 1M1..." 
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Jan 4, 2019 - 10:45 AM
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By: |
Valiant65
(Member)
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THOUGHT PROBLEM:
In the near dystopian future, film music and all to do with it are banned: no message boards, no newsletters, magazines, film music labels, cd's, lp's or even sheet music! Nothing must be spoken about it. The music cannot be heard in any form or format: performed by instruments, recordings, people, nothing.
But find each other we must, so we can have secret meetings, at night in basement apartments.
But how? We must have code words, signals, looks, gestures, articles of clothing, SOMETHING to identify each other. What should they be?
They cannot be actual film music melodies (playing or whistling the music itself) or actual articles of same (cd's, etc.); that would get you arrested.
This kinda echoes the plot to Ray Bradbury's 'Fahrenheit 451'. Would a whistle be okay? Then we could identify each other with the first few notes of "Goldfinger", or if not just wear a Goldfinger over a real finger. We'd find a way. Maybe meet in a forest called La-La-Land.
This is a depressing way to start the year.
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Would a whistle be okay?
Nope, sorry. No melodies.
just wear a Goldfinger over a real finger.
Hmmm. Bond-related, but not definitively film-music-related. You'd get too many bikini-clad women crowded around you.
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C'mon people, use your noodles!
How about:
"My friend Dorothy just got back from England, where she had this beer called Acorn Gold Premium."
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The Goldsmith fans can have a standing meeting once a month at Outback Steakhouse.
But how would they FIND each other? THAT'S the question.
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We could meet openly and play Tyler Bates scores. No-one would suspect what we were listening to was film music.
ZING!
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But how? We must have code words, signals, looks, gestures, articles of clothing, SOMETHING to identify each other. What should they be?.
We could all adopt Zimmer frames to identify ourselves
I had to look this one up.
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Or you could drop this into a conversation:
"My friend Dorothy has a neighbor who makes items out of gold, jewelry and such. He's German so she calls him 'that Gerry goldsmith.'" Followed by a wink to your listener!
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Or if you meet a man who you think might be "filmusic-ish", you could say:
"My friend Dorothy used to get so envious that I drove a van. I would sometimes call her 'van-jealous'", while you are looking at him with one eyebrow raised.
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