Modern Sounds in Island and Popular Music

by Micah Manaitai

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“ethnic minority cultures play an important role in this post-modern culture. their exclusion from political power and cultural recognition has enabled them to cultivate a sophisticated capacity for ambiguity, juxtaposition, and irony - all key qualities in this post-modern aesthetic.” - George Lipsitz

#mixedtape #yungpostcolonialthought #ridethewave

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released June 27, 2016

Modern Sounds in Island and Popular Music
by Micah Manaitai

music written and recorded, and produced by Micah Garrido
strings on track 12 arranged by Brandon Green
violin on track 1 performed by Danny Caparella
drums on tracks 2, 4, 7, and 9 performed by Nico Bluffin
bass on track 8 by Abel Quintero
violins on track 14 performed by Lainey Johnston and Daniel Waruingi
viola on track 14 performed by Jesus Flores
cello on track 14 performed by Justin Choi
mix advice by Rob Aragón and Nico Bluffin

Recorded at
Multiple Miami Apartments
my room
Critical Making Studio
Bird Studio
Raw Records Studio
Shock City Studios

Mixed by Alternatone Mixing Company
Mastered at Marca Museca Studio

Artwork by Wolfgang Ibur

Special thanks to: Abel Quintero, César Martinez, Tiffany Goh, Karim Sharif, Audrey Yim, Reilly Brown, Kelly Fitzgerald, John Rehwald, Jake Richman, Shanna Lorenz, Khamali Cuffie-Moore, Patrick Palomo, and Robb C, Doug Chan, Rich Borja, and always, my brother Wolfgang Ibur.

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Micah Manaitai Los Angeles, California

Micah Manaitai is a 21 year old multi-instrumentalist and producer born in Guam and currently based in Los Angeles. Modern Sounds is his second release written, recorded and mixed between 2013 and 2015. Reclaiming the millennial softboy aesthetics of cuffed Aloha shirts in the name of island
heritage, Manaitai's music is a dense amalgam of multicultural thought, snark, and vulnerability.
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Track Name: Too Good To Be True
Let's put on a play
Painted palm trees for the purlieu  
and water so clear
you’ll hardly believe it’s blue
And no we won't use real sand 
That’d irritate our sorry skin 
Our cares wash away
like soft ocean waves
and we’ll never think this was
too good to be true

Let’s put on a play
We'll fold a fool’s gold city block 
With all the streetlights on
so that we both feel safe 
entertain and converse, beginning to end
if I tune out first who do I offend?
so come away
we’ll never say this was
too good to be true

Let’s put on a play
I’ve brought all of me to you
with a smile so fair
you’ll hardly believe I’m blue
Track Name: Vacationer
grant me enough ignorance
to enjoy myself
and how dare you call me out
no, I don’t need your help
you know me, it take death
just to change my mind
and even then the status quo
is just what I like

cause I am just a vacationer
fake for the photos and nothing more
flash! and I’ll have instant authenticity
culture in a collection
that you can’t take away from me

but the beaches are decent
and the food’s alright
but everyone speaks to me in
stereotype
voila! violence
colonial care is
simply the finest
so I best just
shut my mouth
and close my divining eyelids

you can’t stay here forever
you can’t stay here forever

cause I am just a vacationer
fake for the photos and nothing more
flash! and I’ll have instant authenticity
culture in a collection
that you can’t take away from me
maybe I will assimilate
take what I want just for safety’s sake
and you better not get all up in my way
or else I’ll say
you’re the one who discriminates
Track Name: Låhi Amerikanu
I am your assimilated son
you may know me as the light-skinned one
the kind that you can palette
I look at best Hispanic
every feature is just white enough

I am your unnecessary sum
hurt and unsure what I’ve become
wear floral for aesthetic
my accent is pathetic
there’s nowhere I feel at home

si låhi amerikanu
si låhi amerikanu
Track Name: Get Lost
I reserve the right to get lost

let’s all go
run away and lay low
cause LA’s too hot
and the breeze moves too slow
let’s escape
settle in but it’s too late
but what if I see straight
when the ground beneath me
is the ground that shakes

I’m ripping all the leaves
off whatever branch is in my reach
hell yes, I bite the hand that feeds
so I retreat into myself
the sea’s no match for me
I’ll hide in social limbo
and I hope that you don’t find me

come on
close your eyes it’s all gone
just unclench your fists
it’s like all that shit don’t exist
relax
cross your arms and lay back
the sand will burn
but you won’t notice

See my face? Yeah, I don’t want to hear
You say God’s got a listening ear
you know what? Well, I don’t think she cares
cause none of us are finding solace in here
you know I think I got some problems with here
too many voices falling silent in here
and privilege is turning violent here
we need to move beyond just tolerance here
but now I’m thinking I don’t have what takes
not the courage, not the patience to wait
how dare you fill me with your hate
reliving hell just for you to relate
let me tell you so that I can be clear
not exactly everyone is welcome round here
so I’m thinking that I might disappear
so I’m thinking that I might disappear, get lost

I’m ripping all the leaves
off whatever branch is in my reach
hell yes, I bite the hand that feeds
so I retreat into myself
I don't need your therapy
I’ll hide in social limbo
and I hope that you don’t find me
Track Name: Bleached
Well I been becoming more aware
as I get older
Am I ritual residual
to what end am I Al Caiola?
and my hauli hair
stifled back by the white in there
appropriate dissociate and
wash away self-hate with full disclosure

I swear my skin gets darker
I swear I speak my mother tongue
sa ti gof tungoc i tano’hu
and you don’t know just where I’m from

you’re too late
you’ll never be like us
it’s okay
no need to remind us

I swear my skin gets darker
I swear I speak my mother tongue
sa ti gof tungoc i tano’hu
and you don’t know just where I’m from
Track Name: Decolonize Me / I Puti'on
decolonize my mind
rip out of my mouth the tongue that
sings praises to the great divine

decolonize my heart
let me love the missionary
who came and tore this place apart

mata a la patois
olvidate el sistema
de patriarcha española
Track Name: Rezo
all I need to feel in my hand
all I need to feel in between my lungs
lunging gasping grasp for holy breath
I rest easy
in the blessed untold

if it exists, I am solemn unspoke
nomenclature and omens pulled from my tongue
and the holy smoke choking my only hopes
slowly roped from my sorely throat

if love does touch me
I’m dulled to its soothing lull
laid still by the fatigue
and the faint failed lowly call
or catastrophic apathy’s consumed me whole
Track Name: Of Fire
incompetent and in motion
inhale and block the explosion
sojourn so should I bend my knees
and wait until I reach a new low then
whatever happens I’m not sure I care
whatever happened to you being there

Stand still at water so stagnant
your exasperate splash won’t distract it
this storm’s riot, wrapped black and aching
cause I have already masked it
Feeling fallacy vainly again
Bend the bandages over my pain

tomba na palangpang
tomba na palangpang

swim light and soak so unsightly
danger don’t know, but it might be
dark listening soft spoken hymns
and pray dearly those are behind me
sick and savage or saved I’m alone
emanate in my name when I go

tomba na palangpang
tomba na palangpang
Track Name: Wash
molokai’s simple spiral
and orchid’s chorus
kahili’s summer cycle
and forgiving hibiscus

centering
setting breeze
wash me clean
for better things
sew me closed
open cuts
wet my clothes
and then recede

make me forget the
desolate resonance
hurting still
nothing ever
happened since

molokai’s simple spiral
is nothing in your absence
Track Name: Be There / High Tide
be there
be there
I can’t wait to be where
the tide doesn’t drown me
the winds curl around me
perhaps you’ll be there
be there
I hope to be where you are when the oceans calm

say when
say when
what will you say when
we both finally
stand on the same side of the sea
be there
be there
I can’t wait to be where you are when the oceans calm

so sing me beyond the waves
though I’ll not know where to go
and pray with me I don’t feel at home in high tide’s throw