Thursday, May 05, 2005
About Me
- Name: Aunt B
- Location: Nashville, Tennessee, United States
Like Donnell Alexander says, "It's about completing the task of living with enough spontaneity to splurge some of it on bystanders, to share with others working through their own travails a little of your bonus life." But, it's mostly the kind of place that folks looking for "girls and cars" stumble across by accident.
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WHERE TO DIRECT YOUR HATE MAIL AND LOVE LETTERS
ALL PROCEEDS GO TO BEER
THINGS I SAID RECENTLY
- Argh, I am so grouchy
- 5 Reasons Why I Hate My Purse & 1 Reason I Hate My...
- Rosie O'Donnell Makes Me Uncomfortable
- Hard Truths
- I Have a Headache, Therefore I Bitch
- Unusual Things the Butcher Tried to Pass Off Like ...
- Picnic Dog
- The Recording Industry--A Brief Lesson
THE CAST OF CHARACTERS
Aunt B.--Your kind host.The Butcher--My youngest brother, who lives with me and works as, you guessed it, a butcher. He knows everyone in town.
The Recalcitrant Brother--Our middle brother, who lives in rural Georgia and has a kind of movie star life, if that movie star is Burt Reynolds in Deliverance.
The Reverend--Our Dad, a Methodist minister, perpetually three years from retirement.
Mom--Our Mom. She doesn't get a funny nickname because our mom will not stand for funny nicknames.
Mrs. Wigglebottom--My dog. She's got terrible manners.
The Corporate Shill--Or The Shill, as we call her. My friend from college who was constantly getting me into trouble and going to parties she neglected to tell me about where cute boys would ask her "Where's Aunt B.?"
The Legal Eagle--The Shill's husband.
The Super Genius--She lived next door to me my freshman year of college and we've been friends ever since my first day on the floor.
Miss J.--My first adult friend, meaning the first lasting friendship I made after college. She was my roommate in grad school.
Her Lover--Her Husband.
The Divine Ms. B.--Miss J.'s sister and one of my heroes, because she's brave and funny and mystic and fearless.
JR--My oldest friend. I've known her since I was in the second grade.
Elias--JR's husband and the person who's musical tastes have most strongly affected my own. Oh, how I long to be cooler than him!
The Professor--My closest friend here in Nashville. She's a genius, but she'll never tell you that.
The Man from GM--I've known him since I was 16 and he still hasn't forgiven me for telling him I was a vegetarian when I wasn't.
The Redheaded Kid--No one knows where he comes from or where he goes when he leaves here. I assume he's the Butcher's friend. The Butcher assumes he's mine.
6 Comments:
That building is awesome!
I'm not familiar with Young Buck, but what has he done to land him on the wrong side of the law, and can he write a good song about it?
Maybe Elias will come by to explain this better than I could, but here's my understanding. Rap music is kind of a pyramid scheme. You don't make money, as far as I can tell, actually rapping. You make money by bringing other artists into the fold and getting a cut of the money they earn.
So, Dr. Dre brings in Eminem and Eminem brings in 50 cent. 50 cent brings in G-Unit (a group of rappers, but not "group" in the sense that the rap together, group in the sense of making all the folks who earn 50 cent money easily identifiable). Young Buck is a member of G-Unit, and Straight Out of Cashville is his solo debut.
At the Vibe awards last year, an autograph seeker punched Dr. Dre (as you recall, the man at the top of this particular pyramid) and Young Buck felt compelled, by loyalty to this pyramid scheme (sometimes called "the game," not to be confused with "The Game" who is another member of G-Unit), to stab the autograph seeker.
I don't know if he'll write a song about it, but, if he does, I recommend the chorus go something like "All my money goes to 50, who gives some to Em, who gives some to Dre. They're getting rich, yeah, they sittin' pretty, and I'm the one workin' every damn day."
But maybe the penalties for revealing the pyramid scheme are too great...
Oh, I meant to say, I do love the Batman Building. I once read an article in the New York Times that called Nashville "The Home for Wayward Architecture," which is both funny and true.
But do you still have that bat poet guy on TV there? :)
-SuperGenius
Oh the things you think I know
Elias
I do think you know everything. It just pisses me off when you don't share.
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