I listened to My Tam’s Vut Bay when the album dropped late last year, but didn’t even mention it since I couldn’t feel it. Now that my hommie gives her such a big prop, I revisit the whole joint to figure out what I am missing. It still comes across as a bubble-gum pop record that has been Koreanized and sprinkled with kindergarten rap verses. When I heard My Tam sings in Korean, that was it for me. I hung up my headphone. Hoa Mi Toc Nau has lost her direction moving from pop to rock to Korean crap. My Tam’s fans might have eaten this right up, but I am spitting it right back out. The only Korean product I would eat up is kim chi.