I, John
I, John is the second album by rapper John Forté, released in 2002. It was released on an Indie label named Transparent. Recorded while he was awaiting sentencing for drug distribution charges, Forte took the opportunity to make the most introspective, reflective, and experimental music of his short career. "Harmonize" rides a classic break beat and shows the styling that he employed so successfully with the Fugees. However, "Been There, Done That" might as well be an alternative rock song, and "Reunion" closes the album in acoustic fashion. "Will you hold a place for me?" John vulnerably sings.
Track listing
- Featuring Dinah Washington
- Featuring Tricky
- Featuring Carly Simon
Saint Abraham (Ethiopian)
Abraham is a saint of the Ethiopian Orthodox Tewahedo Church. His feast day is celebrated May 5.
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Sapor of Bet-Nicator
Sapor of Bet-Nicator (also known as Shapur of Bet-Nicator) was the Christian bishop of Bet-Nicator.
He was reported with 4 companions to King Shapur II, on the basis of their having preached against the Zoroastrian religion. After being subjected to prolonged torture, Bishop Sapor died in prison on November 20, 339.
His companions in martyrdom included Abraham.
There is no record of a feast day for these individuals.
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Abraham in the Catholic liturgy
Abraham figures prominently in Catholic liturgy. Of all the names of the Old Testament used in the liturgies of the Roman Rite, a special prominence accrues to those of Abel, Melchisedech, and Abraham through their association with the idea of sacrifice and their employment in this connection in the most solemn part of the Canon of the Mass. Abraham's name occurs so often and in such a variety of connections as to give him, among Old Testament figures, a position of eminence in the liturgy, perhaps surpassed by David alone.
Roman Martyrology (Martyrologium Romanum)
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by Big Smith
John Elvis
by: Big SmithCHORUS:
John Elvis is dead, man, and he had it coming
For his drinking and preaching, fighting and bumming.
He spent all his nights in a blind, drunken haze,
But this is the song of John Elvis's days.
He'd laugh at your ups, and he'd cuss at your downs,
And he wrote a fair line when his wits were around.
He talked fast and played fair, and worked when he could,
And he'd pawn his typewriter when he ran out of food.
John Elvis Henry was a name he took on
Since his parents door-stepped him, and were vanished and gone.
So you might have known him by some other name
But you'll recognize him if the story's the same.
CHORUS
I worked with John Elvis the better part of five years
And we did some talking, and we drank some beers
'Til it became less like friendship, and more like a chore
Keeping John out of trouble and off of the floor.
One night he was bad off, and I spoke my mind
About keeping one's promise and walking the line.
He never argued, he just talked of his pain
And who's fit to tell him that didn't explain?
CHORUS
Tom Randolph called me one morning near dawn-
There was a single-car crash, and John Elvis was gone.
For some reason I felt I should apologize
But instead I just said, "Thank God no one else died."
Some would say he was a man too young for his age
And some would have him a writer who ran out of page.
You could say he had monsters that he never faced-
He was a devoted man, with his devotions misplaced.