Cowgirls and renegades and retro shops in Phnom Penh. 

Music from an age before Pol Pot was magical and golden and filled with much flourishing and love stories and bells and a type of welcome to Texas feel. 

We talked about ideas happening simultaneously on the planet. About who owns it. What of then, a time when people had no idea or ability to know what was happening (from Cambodia to America) and yet...some uncanny mad sameness. Or, as the t - shirt says - 'same same but different' ($2 bucks in multiple colours, from any number of streetside seller). Bravo. 

This week we will learn line dancing and I will keep trying to wonder and explain how and why images of seeming absurdity land in my head here, while thinking on what (the hell) contemporary dance may be is is not claims to wants to be.