
I was just releasing stuff on SoundCloud, Bandcamp and stuff like that. “Because I didn't even understand how things worked. “I think I always knew that if I put my mind to it I could pull it off, but I never thought that it would be a viable career option,” he explains. In fact, his decision to make music full-time is only fairly recent. It’s easy to assume that someone who raps about the climate and voting while wearing a hazmat is going to be pretentious when you meet them, but Abhi is far from that. Now I feel like I have something that cements me, you know, he's the guy who raps in a hazmat suit or something. Before I put the suit on, I was a brown guy.

And startle people and just wearing the suit. It's just really a matter of fact for me,” he explains. “When I see fucked up shit, I don't think to pray about it. Having been raised agnostic, Abhi was aware of the chance his lyrics could shock some, but it didn’t deter him. The song “House of Clocks” from his soon-to-be-released new album, Modern Trash, is a perfect example, with the line, “Plastic in the ocean / Absent when it comes to votin’/ I have no devotion,” and the chorus, “Cause God ain’t gonna fix it / He would’ve done it by now.” His astute reads on society and politics, heightened by his own experience as an Indian American, are insightful and forthright in their delivery.

He cuts an intriguing figure: if you watch his recent music videos, you’ll see him dressed in hazmat suits, blending together indie-esque guitars and old school hip-hop bass. Having now finally found a place in Austin, Texas, that he feels he can call home, Abhi is planting roots in the local music scene. This sense of constant movement – of re-adjustment and saying goodbye – has affected his creativity in more ways than he could have anticipated. The son of an Indian diplomat, he spent many of his early years living in six countries across Asia and America. At 26, Abhi has relocated more than most people would in a lifetime.
