Kimya Dawson has released a song about Aesop Rock's emotional abuse towards her
This is almost two weeks old but I didn't see any discussion about it here so I thought it was worth sharing. It is NOT released in relation to Aesop having a new album coming out, as this was uploaded before he had announced or made any teasers.
The song, Whisperers, was posted alongside a caption that read
"I’m not self righteous and I’m not perfect by any means. I don’t expect perfection from anyone but I’d like to see some real fucking effort. I have done fucked up things in my life that I will regret forever but I recognize that and that remorse helps me grow and do better. It’s fucking hard. I know that. And I don’t want an apology. I don’t care who gets dropped or cancelled. I want dudes to stop being the gatekeepers who enable abusive behavior. And in the meantime I want those gatekeepers to stop pretending that they don’t know what they know. I want to see men held accountable rather than nurtured in environments that make them think they can keep getting away with their shit. I want for scenes and spaces to be truly safe. I don’t want to make a grand public statement but I also don’t want my silence to be the reason anyone else gets hurt. I realize I can help others recognize the warning signs and to know that if he starts by putting you on a pedestal and telling you how perfect you are then flipping the script and always telling you you are too crazy or too sensitive or too triggered or that your memory of what went down was wrong or that everything has to be a total secret then there’s a great big chance he’s just fucking with your head to try to control and manipulate you and the situation and how the situation will be perceived. It’s all by the book. The more I talk to people the more I find that sooooooo many of us have had similar experiences and been told the same exact things by so many people.
Don’t ignore the red flags.
Trust your gut.
Your gut is probably right.
Enough is enough.
I look forward to the beautiful things that will eventually emerge from this shit-show.
Much love.
🖤 Kimya
***I know that there are abusers of all genders but right now the conversation is about power and the patriarchy and boys clubs and bro codes in music."
Transcribed lyrics courtesy of /u/Bribase's post on /r/aesoprock
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There were flowers in my garden, there was fruit in all my trees.
There was a trail around the corner leading to the salty sea.
But I let myself be blinded by the fire that you spit.
Not realizing how bad I'd be burned by it.
Not realizing how bad I'd be burned by it.
[Chorus]
Life is so absurd.
You can search in all the ditches by the bridges that you burned.
But you will not find a trace of whatever it was we were.
You turned me into quite the flightless bird.
When you told me that I couldn't say a word.
But the facade was cracked and blistering, and so I started whispering.
And in the whispers I found profound answers to some mysteries.
Tales of classic textbook tactics used to rob people of their agency.
Like "don't tell anyone" "dont be so sensitive" "there is only you and me".
And I promise you that there's no other girls.
"I'm a recluse, I dont have any other friends, it's you and me against the world."
"How dare you accuse me of lying."
"You always get so triggered."
"Everything's your fault."
You're a terrible friend but I would die without you.
Now get back in my vault.
You were the puppet master pulling all the strings.
You thought you shut us up but we were whispering.
with the curtain open, prior [?] was pretend.
And what you said to me, you said to all of them.
You wanted a mammy, a secret plaything, But I'm not your mother and I'm not your pet.
There aren't enough words in that thesaurus app of yours to convince me to forget.
Life is so absurd.
You can search in all the ditches by the bridges that you burned.
But you will not find a trace of whatever it was we were.
You turned me into quite the flightless bird.
When you told me that I couldn't say a word.
There were frogs and snakes and chickens and grapes and cats and bats and thrones[?].
It wasn't a rustic barn. It was a renovated studio five feet from my home.
I brought you coffee every morning, but go ahead and tell them that you were all alone.
If you're the narrator no one will ever know.
But now the narrative is out of your control.
There were flowers in my garden, there was fruit in all my trees.
There was a trail around the corner leading to the salty sea.
But I let myself be blinded by the fire that you spit.
Not realizing how bad I'd be burned by it.
Or how you'd break me down and make me feel like shit.
I should have known that I'd be blown to bits. (You're a ticking time-bomb)
I should have known that I'd be blown to bits.
Life is so absurd.
You can search in all the ditches by the bridges that you burned.
But you will not find a trace of whatever it was we were.
You turned me into quite the flightless bird.
When you told me that I couldn't say a word.
You turned me into quite the flightless bird (or so you thought).
When you told me that I couldn't say a word (but you still got caught).
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Be noted that Kimya Dawson has released a song about Aesop Rock's emotional abuse towards her is posted on /r/HipHopHeads on Reddit.
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