Kanye, Mr. West, Yeezy, The Louis Vuitton Don, Ye, Yeezus:
They are all one in the same: Kanye West. You may know him from his music, or from his famous relationship (and new baby North- I can’t even) with Kim Kardashian, or maybe from the 2009 VMA incident (it actually makes me cringe every time I watch). Clearly most people think Kanye is crazed, superficial and slightly narcissistic, and they are kind of right. Sure, he is a little out of whack, but hey, aren’t we all? Do we really need another boring artist who never stirs things up? I think he’s just keeping us all on our toes. But that’s not what this post is about; it’s about the music. Despite his crazy antics and slight anger problem, he’s actually extremely talented.
As you may know, I go through phases where I listen to one specific artist over and over…and over again. It’s an obsession and I will refuse to listen to anything else. My friends hate it. As of late, Kanye has been the subject of my OCD. When I heard him perform two songs from his latest album, “Yeezus” (yes, that is a combination of “Ye” and “Jesus”) on the finale of Saturday Night Live, I was taken aback by how intense and passionate he was about his music. Honestly, it was a little bit scary, but amazing at the same time (but more so scary).
After my revelation, I started re-listening to his whole discography: it was fabulous and well worth the hours I spent sitting in front of my computer. What struck me most were his lyrics. I love a good beat, but I’m a huge fan of understanding what the artist is trying to convey through his or her lyrics. Ye may talk a lot of shit, but I would too if my music was as good as it is. As someone who tends to shut himself away from the paparazzi (even when in a relationship with, tabloid Queen Kimmy K), he lets everything go in his songs. He speaks openly of the loss of his mother, growing up in Chicago, talking to Jesus (see below) and how killing’s some whack shit. Since the release of his first album, “The College Dropout” in 2004, he has grown into a stronger and significantly more talented artist (I really hope you see what I’m doing here). He’s turned into God, or “a” God (totally kidding, but like, I don’t think he is).
While his music career was getting crazy attention, he managed to make time to get involved in fashion and philanthropy (that makes his outbursts ok, right?). His love for fashion lead to the production of his own line, all while he teamed up with his late mother to create the “Kanye West Foundation” in order to battle dropout and illiteracy rates. He’s doing good for the community, people! Give this emotion-filled man a break! He’s clearly doing all he can with his time AND he is somehow handling the fact that he is going to be caring for a miniature version of Kim Kardashian. She got one of yo kids, got you for 18 years, Ye: guess you wished you listened to yourself back in 2005.
So he’s a little crazy and a little too much, but there is not doubt that he is going places. Baby on the hip and Kimmy on the arm; he’s got this shit.
That’s enough Mr. West, please no more today.