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Music - Choose Your Weapon — Hiatus Kaiyote - Refusing legibility, choosing complexity

Updated: Feb 6

Week 4 of A Year with Queer Women’s Art, Film, and Music




Fronted by Nai Palm, Hiatus Kaiyote make music that doesn’t settle down. Choose Your Weapon isn’t interested in being easily categorized, quickly consumed, or neatly summarized—and that’s precisely its power.


At first listen, the album Choose Your Weapon — Hiatus Kaiyote can feel disorienting. Songs stretch and fold in on themselves. Time signatures shift. Melodies arrive sideways. Genres blur into one another—neo-soul, jazz, funk, hip-hop, psychedelic pop—until the question of what kind of music this is stops mattering altogether. What matters instead is how it feels: elastic, intelligent, embodied, and fiercely alive.


Nai Palm’s voice is the anchor through all of it. She sings like she’s moving through water—sometimes floating, sometimes pushing hard against resistance. Her delivery refuses predictability. Notes bend. Phrasing surprises. There’s a sense that the voice is discovering the song at the same time you are. That refusal to behave—to smooth itself into something expected—feels deeply queer, even when queerness isn’t explicitly named.


Lyrically, Choose Your Weapon is dense and demanding. These are not songs that hand you their meaning on the first pass. They ask for attention. They reward re-listening. Themes of power, colonialism, identity, tenderness, and survival surface gradually, sometimes obliquely. There’s poetry here, but it isn’t decorative. It’s working.


The album’s title feels instructive. This is music that understands choice as an act of agency. To choose complexity over clarity. To choose experimentation over safety. To choose honesty over palatability. In a cultural landscape that often pressures artists—especially women and queer artists—to make themselves legible at all costs, Choose Your Weapon pushes back. It doesn’t explain itself. It trusts you to stay.


There’s also joy here, though it’s not uncomplicated. Groove and pleasure coexist with tension and critique. Songs can feel playful one moment and confrontational the next. That emotional range is part of what makes the album so compelling. It mirrors lived experience more honestly than a single mood ever could.


As a Week 4 album, Choose Your Weapon closes January by opening things up. After lineage, interiority, and soft visibility, this record insists that self-definition doesn’t have to resolve into something tidy. You can be contradictory. You can be difficult. You can be brilliant without being easily understood.


Listening to this album is an act of participation. It asks you to slow down, to let go of expectation, and to allow meaning to arrive on its own terms. In doing so, it offers a quiet reminder: sometimes the most radical choice is refusing to make yourself smaller for the sake of being understood.

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