KEVIN DEBACKER

I’ve got your Cambodian music connection right here. I love this freaking song. It kind of reminds me of the type of song you’d hear in a psycho serial killer thriller. The camera slowly dollies through a home filled with odd stuffed animals, stained yellow knick knacks, plastic covered couches, and broken staple guns littering the ground. The camera reaches an old-fashioned record player and finds no one. After a mili-second a creak is heard, the camera turns to see our murderer pulling a plastic bag over the person/camera lens. Oh, and the sound of a kettle can be heard boiling as the lights go out.

This kind of got dark… GOOD SONG THO!