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And so it was without great pleasure that I forsook days of idling and Moggery in favor – could I have known? – of living out of a suitcase, carless in an exurb with neither mass transportation nor a middle class, a child of mega-malls finding with ominous permanency the truth about hot and dry weather.I am still poetasting nonetheless, or as we like to say in Phnom Penh: Hello again.Yes, well. There have been sober and crazy times; ‘we’ might be too strong a word; I have been a resident of Cambodia for only thirty five days now; I was here a month, precisely, on Friday the 13th last week; this day being the start of a long holiday known as Khmer New Year, which gave me time to remember to breathe. I’ve missed Mogging.Songs now, stories later. I thought I’d pick up where I left off and mention that, on my first night here, the first song I ever played was Zurich Is Stained by Pavement (out of Slanted and Enchanted). It was not a random choice, not entirely, although the aptness of the lyrics would not dawn on me until much later. The first album I put on was Paul’s Boutique by Beastie Boys. (You are welcome to post-rationalize that one.)But back to my homelessness, carlessness, et cetera: It’s enough to drive William H. Macy up the wall. Anyone who has found himself in the strangest town at the strangest time in his life would know how I feel, possibly. Because what I’d really like to end the post with, and I will, is this: Overkill by Colin Hay.Needless to say, Overkill had been written back when Colin fronted Men at Work, which released the song originally in 1983 as a track off Cargo. Colin (who is an uncle of Sia Furler) did an acoustic take on it for Scrubs, which the show included in a 2002 compilation, and is the version to which I now refer. I have listened to the Men at Work rendition countless times, and have seen the aforementioned Scrubs episode more than once, so it is noteworthy to me that I still rediscovered Overkill in Phnom Penh (by way of a very good friend).If my foray so far into Cambodia could have a soundtrack, and the soundtrack, for now, conveniently, could be just one song, Overkill would be it. I’ve been gone from MOG a long while and it would have been easiest to drone on the soap opera of why (for it is all true and real) but I think not. So welcome back to me, party hats and all, and three exclamation points.at least, there's pretty lights,and ‘though there's little variation,it nullifies the night from overkill.Overkill by Colin Hay
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