LOS ANGELES, CA 03/03/14 - SINCE 1995 MICHAEL NHAT HAS BEEN CREATING A MINIMALIST HIP-HOP SOUND THAT CHALLENGES THE GENRE AND CROSSES OVER INTO BOTH DANCE AND ECLECTIC PUNK MUSIC. HIS NEW ALBUM, HYENAS BECAUSE HYENAS, DISPLAYS NHAT'S CONTINUING EXPLORATIONS OF CUTTING-EDGE HIP-HOP FORMS. HIS LYRICS ARE SOCIALLY CONSCIOUS AND CONTAIN A VISCERAL WIT. ON TOP OF HIS MINIMALIST BEATS AND MONOPHONIC SYNTH LINES, NHAT PUTS HIS DISTORTED RHYMES FRONT AND CENTER.
"ONE OF THE MOST ICONOCLASTIC PERFORMERS IN LOS ANGELES, AND ALSO ONE OF THE BEST" - GEOFF GEIS (LA RECORD)
HYENAS BECAUSE HYENAS CONTAINS 9 TRACKS OF NHAT'S HYBRID OF HIP-HOP AND PUNK, COMBINED WITH DANCE OVERTONES. DELI MAGAZINE CALLED IT "UPBEAT ANGST GUARANTEED TO MAKE YOU THINK, WHILE SIMULTANEOUSLY SHAKING YOUR BOOTY."
IT INCLUDES THE TRACK "VIETNAMESE ALGEBRA" WHICH TOUCHES ON MURDER, RAPE AND ANTI-ASIAN RACISM ALL IN ONE SONG. NHAT'S VIETNAMESE HERITAGE PLAYS AN IMPORTANT ROLE IN HIS MUSIC. HIS OWN PERSONAL TRAGEDIES SHAPE THE DEMEANOR OF HIS MUSIC. PERSONAL HARDSHIP AND A DESIRE TO PUSH BOUNDARIES TAKES NHAT'S MUSIC TO STRANGE, BUT ACCESSIBLE PLACES.
HYENAS BECAUSE HYENAS IS AVAILABLE VIA ITUNES, PANDORA, SPOTIFY, GOOGLEPLAY, AND BANDCAMP.
I don’t play guitar in a band I rap
The look on Your face when I say that (is)
Priceless, yes we know what it says
you Didn't predict that answer - test
+and advance you're mind outside (the)
All-american fuck charlie, but pro-life
(and) Stereotype us I don't like traditions
I Don't follow religions I practice pragmatism
+I'm not a rebel without a cause
fuck your laws in your head that draw
+us awkward, and socially inferior
I'm Not You're Asian Sidekick
An old friends wife compared me to
Long Duk Dong you small town hick you
+go back to turning 32
but looking like you're 62, I don't think you
+realize your'e mediocrity
fuck these short-sighted brand-name sheep
+I'm the gook this country can't handle
I facefuck white girls to Sixteen Candles
Track Name: I Remember When We Breathed Everyday
I'm from the midwest I never could have guessed I could get dressed and head to the nearest drug store but we call them dispensaries and buy an eighth of weed I've seen and lived through the golden age of hip-hop and the time of cassette tapes made different versions of me and learned we die since I could speak someone younger is going to say I remember when we breathed everyday for free but not it's a luxury change is the only guarantee I remember when cellphones didn't exist and landlines were it fitted jeans were no different than todays skinny pants except everyone wore them and weren't called fags I remember that red and blue scare where people hurt each other over colors they wear I was there when they discovered AID's and I was raised on fast food and Scarface no one made an effort at school to ban candy and soda pop from you who knew cocaine would reign even my brain tried it out in my early days the cold war went away Michael Jackson what is the internet they're asking imagine when we first played Atari what if Bruce Lee never died?
Track Name: Vietnamese Algebra
He did a bid for 30 years for murdering a man who I understand raped his sister mister how can I get to this bar downtown then randomly he showed up and bought me a round around back that coke? one line just to prove I'm not a cop fine it's not like I never did it before people assume with my dandy mannerisms and race I'm a prude it's kind of true I'm not 21 now life's not about how much I escaped town I've been around and even to this day for years on straight I'm high every fucking day but I don't make it my anthem to determine who's a better human who care's if I'm shooting wet chickens all toothless and liquified into my eyes my misery don't counter you if I murder you and your parakeets run you over then hang you from a tree I'll understand if you want to see me burn that makes sense, but I didn't so learn and drown yourself into your art smart people let the bodies rot where they are when the apocalypse starts all this burying the dead will turn into burning it on the spot I should've learned rock and roll, but my fingers don't know how to play guitar so I stick to speaking in tongues that most can't hold in their old noggin I wanted to bring poetry, but A & R's said they don't understand me I'm thinking gee, but all I hear is where's hip-hop's Nirvana? right here? I swear that's how pretentious I am an oppressed Asian man in a land that plans or never plans to accept we're humans instead they keep using us for something to be shooting they liked abusing us back in Vietnam you didn't come to save my mom you came to drop bombs you miss murdering Viet Cong, but you control the media which makes us fucked because you know how to keep the public racist you only use our faces when it benefits your placement and I can't take it anymore or your quoting a Vietnamese whore if you're so horny well go fuck yourself with a hollow crab shell and tell Asians who don't understand the issue all they see on TV is a sexless kung-fu artist or an extra with an accent thus expect to get treated like that yes it's not an accident, but hire us for tech stuff because all we care about is selling out and algebra we eat tarantula's you're scared of tofu like that cowboy on "Chopped" it's true fuck you and that woman on Youtube you'd answer too if you had family in 911