Fuck Being Relevant

Fuck being Relevant. That is Herd mentality. Trying to be relevant means to me you’re actively listening to radio artists with contracts with corporate labels owned by rich fucks paid by the deep state to sign ignorance because humans will glorify it and want to be ignorant. Which is how they want us. You’re basically trying to fit in with the enemy which is what’s popular and not make what you want to or would do if you didn’t have a self-induced restriction to what other popular artists are doing. In 2004, when I was the only rapper wearing skinny pants I was proudly irrelevant and I still am. I don’t give a fuck about fitting in with your success.

Ghost In The Shell: Worse Than We Thought


On February 28, I saw a 15-minute sneak peek of the Hollywood adaptation of Ghost in the Shell. From the announcement of the project, this has always been a bad idea. But the announcement of the cast and story has made things much worse. Most noticeably, Hollywood adaptations of Japanese anime have yet to be successful. Either their stories veer too far from the source material, the director isn’t a good fit or the casting makes no sense. You would think Hollywood would learn, yet here we are, on the precipice of another anime-adapted flop.

Here are the takeaways from what I have seen of Paramount’s Ghost in the Shell so far.

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The Frustrating Aftermath of #AAIronFist


We are rapidly approaching the release of Iron Fist, the fourth Marvel series on Netflix, and reviews have been less than kind. When the show announced it had a (non-Asian American) showrunner, NOC re-introduced the hashtag #AAIronFist. It was an attempt to get Marvel to acknowledge that Iron Fist is a character whose origins are Asian, and should be played by a person of Asian descent, to increase representation in media.

For my part, I wrote an opinion piece about why we need an #AAIronFist. I submitted that being Asian, or even half-Asian, would give Danny Rand a depth to his character that we hadn’t seen before. The “stranger in a strange land” trope where the white man is the foreigner has been done to death, and is vaguely insulting. An 8-year old orphan comes to magical Asian land and becomes the ultimate martial artist?…

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Why The Name Change?

My first rap name was Mic Kin when I started recording in 1995.
In 2000 I changed it to Mike Kenworthy. In 2001, I changed it to Dirty N’ Piss, but, people thought the name consisted of two people and asked which one am I? Dirty or Piss?
One afternoon in Burbank, on my day off,  I was sitting in my studio and I decided to dedicate one day to figuring out a moniker.
I thought about it for hours and realized one day I might be 39 and rapping. An ego-boosting/cartoon-ish name in my 40’s seemed to me immature. So I thought I was doing myself a favor and going the honest, mature route using Michael Nhat. 15 years and over 10 albums later, I begin to wonder if was a disservice to myself.
And I think it was. No one cares how mature or immature my name is.
They only care about the name itself and the sound they associate with it.
For me to use an easily misspelled, weak sounding name, 99% Americans mispronounce was very Erick Sermon and Keith Murray-ish of me (Their usage of their real names also influenced me to just use my name), but in hindsight, a larger than life name would have been to my benefit.
When people hear a “provocative” name it entices them to want to hear what they’re all about. When people hear Michael Nhat, they mispronounce it, and that’s it. It doesn’t compel them to want to hear what I’m making. It’s boring. It’s doesn’t illicit anything.
Fans today, attached to the name, expressing their disapproval of the name change only like the name because they have already heard the music and know the name to associate it with. There’s nothing like-able about Michael Nhat the name. My content was not the issue all these years. I think it was my foreign uninviting name. I thought, since it was Asian, and my real name, I’d benefit like Wu-Tang, but Wu sounds cool. Nat, does not and Nat is the first impression of how it’s non-Vietnamese people assume it to sound. If I was not me, Michael Nat would not want to go google the guy and become a fan, but Ten-Headed Skeleton does.
Another reason I changed the name has nothing to do with how you pronounce Michael Nhat. It’s about me being pigeon-holed.
Some people from the past don’t like me because I’m a nerdy hipster and my lyrics are insensible. People can’t understand them.
Well, I stopped wearing glasses and I addressed the latter three years ago clarifying my writing. Making sure every song is understandable, so there’s no more excuses I don’t make sense.  And that’s actually when I should have changed the name. I just didn’t realize it until now.
Why Ten-Headed Skeleton? Because I make my music with my hands and they have ten limbs known as finger and thumbs. They do all the button pushing like they have a mind of their own. So, Ten-Headed Skeleton.