I came across Payom Moogda's "Tamai Dern Sae" while down driving a desolate strip of the Pacific Coast HWY---somewhere between Santa Cruz and San Luis Obispo. California's coastline, especially north of Santa Barbara, is both extreme and beautiful. This particular trip favored the former as it was well after dark and, except for the scattered hamlets that dot the central coast, was lit only by the moon. It's nights like these that induce a powerful feeling of magic. Those rare instances where everything comes together cinematic in scope; the music, the stretch of . . .
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