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I’m calling bullshit, buttermilk is bettermilk jack. Last year when you posted that, you were in recovery for fifteen years, and the year before that it was fourteen. Now it’s sixteen? How am I supposed to believe you when you keep exaggerating your story?
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We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
In no uncertain terms, Aviva Okeson-Haberman saved my life. She knew this.
The night of the 2018 midterms, my depersonalization disorder nearly got the better of me. I lost all sense of reality and stepped in front of a moving car. Snapped back before getting hit. Tried to report as if nothing had happened, but I was a little shaken up the rest of the night. It was the first obvious sign that something was capital-w Wrong with me.
When she found out, Aviva offered to grab lunch with me. We did that 4 or 5 times through the rest of our senior year. Our normal spot was Seoul Taco, a fusion place on the corner of Broadway and Hitt. Those little lunch gatherings were big to me. It was a dark, confusing and scary time and knowing someone cared enough to want to see me in person and grab lunch meant a hell of a lot. It gave me enough strength to push through it all.
Aviva meant more to me than she could ever know, and I'll miss her deeply.
And because I just remembered this was a thing, this post:
was about our lunches. I never made a move, obviously. Never wanted to. But I'm gonna miss her. A lot.
Got the next couple days off work because a bunch of people at the company knew her, including one of my bosses.
I've seen remembrances from friends, family, the governor of Kansas, mayor of Kansas City, from NPR national, from KCUR where she worked...she's being remembered for the worst possible reason.
A woman named Kyra Haas appears in the piece. She's a good friend of mine and was Aviva's closest friend. Kyra was the first person I texted when I heard the news.
This piece from KSHB in KC has our news professor in it:
The NPR pieces have bits of Aviva's work in them. I regret listening to either of them. You shouldn't.
I’m calling bullshit, buttermilk is bettermilk jack . Last year when you posted that, you were in recovery for fifteen years, and the year before that it was fourteen. Now it’s sixteen? How am I supposed to believe you when you keep exaggerating your story?
Everyone knows this past year was actually 6 years. You're not gonna keep getting away with this Postjack
In no uncertain terms, Aviva Okeson-Haberman saved my life. She knew this.
The night of the 2018 midterms, my depersonalization disorder nearly got the better of me. I lost all sense of reality and stepped in front of a moving car. Snapped back before getting hit. Tried to report as if nothing had happened, but I was a little shaken up the rest of the night. It was the first obvious sign that something was capital-w Wrong with me.
When she found out, Aviva offered to grab lunch with me. We did that 4 or 5 times through the rest of our senior year. Our normal spot was Seoul Taco, a fusion place on the corner of Broadway and Hitt. Those little lunch gatherings were big to me. It was a dark, confusing and scary time and knowing someone cared enough to want to see me in person and grab lunch meant a hell of a lot. It gave me enough strength to push through it all.
Aviva meant more to me than she could ever know, and I'll miss her deeply.
And because I just remembered this was a thing, this post:
was about our lunches. I never made a move, obviously. Never wanted to. But I'm gonna miss her. A lot.
Got the next couple days off work because a bunch of people at the company knew her, including one of my bosses.
I've seen remembrances from friends, family, the governor of Kansas, mayor of Kansas City, from NPR national, from KCUR where she worked...she's being remembered for the worst possible reason.
A woman named Kyra Haas appears in the piece. She's a good friend of mine and was Aviva's closest friend. Kyra was the first person I texted when I heard the news.
This piece from KSHB in KC has our news professor in it:
The NPR pieces have bits of Aviva's work in them. I regret listening to either of them. You shouldn't.
I'm so sorry about your friend, Alex. That is so unfair.
Post by stlallison on Apr 29, 2021 10:44:38 GMT -5
Yeah I could see an argument for Ms. Jackson and Hey Ya as both being their most popular song. I think it depends on your age. Older people like myself would probably say Ms. Jackson, younger people would probably say Hey Ya.
FWIW, Hey Ya has 230M more plays than Ms. Jackson on Spotify. Which is a much larger difference than I would have thought.
Post by 10goldbees on Apr 29, 2021 11:10:54 GMT -5
Looks like Outkast had three number one singles--Hey Ya, Ms. Jackson, and The Way You Move. I was really surprised to see Bombs Over Baghdad didn't chart because I feel like that song was everywhere in the early 2000s. Their next biggest hits were Roses and Elevators (Me & You) which went #9 and #12 respectively. www.billboard.com/music/outkast/chart-history
ALSO... Rosa Parks sued Outkast for using her name. She even hired Johnnie Cochran and appealed it all the way to the Supreme Court. Ultimately, the title of the song was ruled to be protected by the first amendment. So that's kinda interesting.
In April 1999, Outkast and LaFace Records were sued by Rosa Parks over Aquemini's most successful radio single, which bears Parks' name as its title. The lawsuit alleged that the song misappropriates Parks' name, and it objected to the song's obscenities.
The song's lyrics are virtually unrelated to Parks, except for a reference in the chorus: "Ah ha, hush that fuss / Everybody move to the back of the bus". The song, which Outkast maintained was intended partly as homage, refers to Parks metaphorically: the purpose of the song's chorus is to imply that Outkast is overturning hip hop's old order, and that people should make way for a new style and sound. In the initial suit, the District Court for the Eastern District of Michigan at Ann Arbor granted summary judgment for Outkast.
Later on appeal, the issue of whether Outkast violated the Lanham Act for false advertising was reversed and remanded for further proceedings. This was based on the Court's determination that the title "Rosa Parks" had little artistic relevance, whether symbolic or metaphorical, to Rosa Parks the person. Parks' representation hired lawyer Johnnie Cochran to appeal the decision in 2001, but the appeal was denied. The judge ruled that while there was linkage between the song and Rosa Parks, the song was an "expressive work" and was therefore protected by the First Amendment. In 2003, the Supreme Court turned down an appeal to overrule the lower court's decision.
In December 2003, André told UK journalist Angus Batey that, following a Detroit concert in the midst of the legal battle, relatives of Parks had approached him and implied that the case had less to do with Parks than with the lawyers. In April 2005, the judge in the case appointed an impartial representative for Parks after her family expressed concerns that her caretakers and her lawyers were pursuing the case based on their own financial interest. The case was settled on 14 April 2005, with Outkast and the co-defendants, Sony BMG and its subsidiaries Arista Records and LaFace Records, admitting no wrongdoing but agreeing to develop and fund educational programs concerning Rosa Parks.
It's pretty rad how well known SpottieOttieDopalicious is for being a 7-minute long spoken word song that was never released as a single.
That's my fucking jam. 💜
When I first met my spottieottiedopaliscous angel I remember that damn thing like yesterday The way she moved reminded me of a brown stallion with skates on Smooth like a hot comb on nappy ass hair I'm walked up on her and was almost paralyzed Her neck was smelling sweeter than a plate of yams with extra syrup... 😍😍😍
Last night I had a dream I was in the audience waiting for Watch the Throne to take the stage but a manic Kanye killed Jay-Z before the show started and then Kanye wrote Yeezus from prison.
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Post by buttermilk is bettermilk jack on Apr 29, 2021 12:59:34 GMT -5
i was in high school when Elevators dropped and it burned through every clique like wildfire. preps, athletes, manson kids, acid freaks, didn't matter. incredible track.