An  old man speaks on BBC Radio 6Music. He sounds wrought, his cockney  tones lacerated with vocal fry and weariness. He sounds familiar yet  distant. A voice speaking of and from my past.

I  recognise it, and all at once, Phil Collins becomes the harbinger of  death. This jovial, pinball-headed drummer assumes the form of the human  condition — mortality itself, squaring up to me, eyeball-to-eyeball,  toe-to-toe, sizing me up for the fight of my life.

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