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mini m&ms are better than normal ones bc they cater to the very specific urge to eat colorful aquarium gravel
That relatable (older) Gen Z memory: when all the projectors and white boards got replaced by Smart Boards⢠around like fifth grade and none of the teachers knew how to use them but they Had To Use them otherwise the school just wasted a bunch of money and it was a rlly weird transition
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iâm using Internet Explorer, i hope this posts quickly. happy new year 2011
its awesome because the longer this post circulates the funnier it will get
For years I asked, pleaded for a chance to own my work. Instead I was given an opportunity to sign back up to Big Machine Records and âearnâ one album back at a time, one for every new one I turned in. I walked away because I knew once I signed that contract, Scott Borchetta would sell the label, thereby selling me and my future. I had to make the excruciating choice to leave behind my past. Music I wrote on my bedroom floor and videos I dreamed up and paid for from the money I earned playing in bars, then clubs, then arenas, then stadiums.Â
Some fun facts about todayâs news: I learned about Scooter Braunâs purchase of my masters as it was announced to the world. All I could think about was the incessant, manipulative bullying Iâve received at his hands for years.Â
Like when Kim Kardashian orchestrated an illegally recorded snippet of a phone call to be leaked and then Scooter got his two clients together to bully me online about it. (See photo) Or when his client, Kanye West, organized a revenge porn music video which strips my body naked. Now Scooter has stripped me of my lifeâs work, that I wasnât given an opportunity to buy. Essentially, my musical legacy is about to lie in the hands of someone who tried to dismantle it.
This is my worst case scenario. This is what happens when you sign a deal at fifteen to someone for whom the term âloyaltyâ is clearly just a contractual concept. And when that man says âMusic has valueâ, he means its value is beholden to men who had no part in creating it.Â
When I left my masters in Scottâs hands, I made peace with the fact that eventually he would sell them. Never in my worst nightmares did I imagine the buyer would be Scooter. Any time Scott Borchetta has heard the words âScooter Braunâ escape my lips, it was when I was either crying or trying not to. He knew what he was doing; they both did. Controlling a woman who didnât want to be associated with them. In perpetuity. That means forever.Â
Thankfully, I am now signed to a label that believes I should own anything I create. Thankfully, I left my past in Scottâs hands and not my future. And hopefully, young artists or kids with musical dreams will read this and learn about how to better protect themselves in a negotiation. You deserve to own the art you make.
I will always be proud of my past work. But for a healthier option, Lover will be out August 23.Â
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i hate that post thatâs like âwhat you named your stuffed animal as a kid is a personality testâ cause the only notably named âstuffed animalâ i had as a kid was one of those wretched baby dolls w hard plastic head feet and hands and a soft fabric body and i kept him fully nude at all times and often hurled him across the room just to hear the plastic THOCK against linoleum and his name was Bigfoot Larry so whatever that says about me i donât wanna know
masculinity is a prison, time doesnât exist, gender isnât real, virginity is a construct, and Jesus wasnât white.
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the one thing i learned abt growing up is that u never actually leave the kids table. thereâs not even room for u at the adults table. now its just u and ur 20 year old cousins w/ some 6 year olds having a good timeÂ
You have to wait till one of the adults dies, then you inherit their place
âItâs summer, which means my skin is all honey before noon. Which means Iâm celebrating the anniversaries of lovers I never kissed and bodies I never loved. Which means the air is humid as an open mouth with all this wanting.â
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