Atmosphere

Ais Kacang, Kacau Kacau piles shaved ice, chopped hooks, rubber-band bass, off-kilter percussion and hawker-stall energy into a wobbling, melting groove that feels sweet, strange and seriously shiok.

Lyrics

Hot ah
Hot until cannot think ah
Uncle
Shave it
Shave it
Shave it
冰来咯
Bīng lái lo
Kacang kacang
Kacau kacau
Round and round
Now makan now
Red red
Green green
什么都有
Shénme dōu yǒu
Kacang kacang
Kacau kacau
One cold mountain
Settle me now
Shiok
Shiok
Shiok sampai blur
冰冰冰
Bīng bīng bīng
Slurp
Slurp
Slurp
One more spoon
Weather say thirty four
My face say forty four
Walk three steps
Sweat already
Hair gone wrong
Shirt not ready
Then I see
That beautiful machine
Krrr krrr krrr
Ice coming clean
Uncle look
I look back
No need talk
We know the plan
Red bean
Drop
Sweet corn
Drop
Cincau
Drop
Syrup
Stop
Eh why stop
More lah
Kacang kacang
Kacau kacau
Round and round
Now makan now
红豆玉米
Hóngdòu yùmǐ
Under the ice
Waiting for me
Kacang kacang
Kacau kacau
One cold mountain
Settle me now
First spoon
Cold
Second spoon
Gold
Third spoon
Eh
Who took my bowl
你自己吃完了
Nǐ zìjǐ chī wán le
Cannot be
真的
Zhēn de
Alamak
Kacau
Kacau
Kacau
Kacau
冰冰凉
Bīng bīng liáng
Kacau
Kacau
Kacau
Kacau
Shiok sampai hilang
Some people order
Very atas
Less syrup please
No sugar perhaps
Brother
This is ais kacang
Not meditation class
Give me color
Give me chaos
Give me jelly
Bury my spoon
If I can still
See the ice
You finish
Too soon
Panas outside
Cold inside
脑袋终于醒过来
Nǎodai zhōngyú xǐng guòlái
Mix left
Mix right
Three
Two
One
Kacang kacang
Kacau kacau
Round and round
Now makan now
Red red
Green green
甜到我开心
Tián dào wǒ kāixīn
Kacang kacang
Kacau kacau
Melt too fast
Don't talk right now
Shiok shiok
Cold cold
Spoon hit bottom
Aiyo sold
Kacang
Kacau
Kacang
Kacau
Uncle
Same again ah
当然可以
Dāngrán kěyǐ

Story

Ais Kacang, Kacau Kacau by Rythmchecker is a sugar-rush collision of wonky Asian funk, broken beats and hawker-stall chaos. Bouncing between Manglish, Singlish and Mandarin, the track turns Malaysia’s iconic mountain of shaved ice, beans, corn, jelly and syrup into an irresistibly quirky dance-floor anthem. Rubber-band bass, off-kilter percussion, chopped vocal hooks and ice-scraping rhythms make the whole thing wobble, melt and groove. Sweet, strange and seriously shiok — kacang kacang, kacau kacau!