recorded by Andrew Felix. Starring Michael Nhat + Lis Bomb

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Michael Nhat’s debut LP sounds more Angelino than Vietnamese, with humorous non-sequiturs, pent-up hostilities, portraits of hipster chicks, and admonitions about werewolves rapped and sung over tracks that sound like they were sampled right out of the air in Filipinotown or the less gentrified parts of Echo Park.

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Fuck, this dude is a total hip-hop star! He was about to start the show when he realized that he’d left his beats outside, so there was this five minute stretch of time where everyone in the hallway was chanting “Michael Nhat! Michael Nhat!” Kyle from Narwhal Party hyped the crowd while we waited, asking us about our drug preferences (“Do you like shrooms?!” “YEAH!!!” “Do you like to shoot heroin?!” “YEAH!!!”), and eventually Nhat got there with his jams and started
bumping them.

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Elainelayabout captured performances at Planetarium’s closing event. Global Inheritance brought a little environmental art to Hollywood and Highland. The organic wine and snap peas were tasty. The Amy Winehouse themed golf cart that runs on ethanol was cool. We saw the stars once more inside the handmade office paper and rice glue observatory and enjoyed [...]

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Download: Michael Nhat “I Love Bread” Mixtape

Rapper Michael Nhat’s new self-titled album releases Tuesday, Oct. 27, on How To Be A Microwave and his record release show is this Saturday at the House of Vermont. He presents L.A. RECORD with a mixtape—which he titled I Love Bread—and a story to go with every song.
Mozart “Fantasy [...]

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Werewolf Art Exhibit is a traveling gallery that showcases the art and performances of some of the most exciting up and coming artists and bands in L.A. Tonight’s edition brought an impressive turnout to the 4300 Loft in Baldwin Hills. It was nice to see an event like this go off so well outside the stronghold of the downtown loft party scene, miraculously leaving much of the downtown snobbery behind.

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The set starts with a diminutive twentysomething, dressed crisply in a black pullover and white button-down, sitting in a chair with his head slightly bowed. Newcomers probably don’t know what to expect, but Nhat fans can bank on a saucy, effervescent performance. They are not let down. Anywhere Michael Nhat plays is a party, and Friday night, in the echoey back room of The Smell with an audience of about fifteen, is no exception.

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