Kanye West

[Insert generic rant about a new pop phenomenon*] 
fuck it. Here goes.

The reviews are calling Kanye West’s My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy ‘his best album yet’. A rock-star manifesto apparently.  He has diamonds pouring out of his mouth and a lifestyle where spiritual void meets the American dream. This album is a trophy of an egocentric, smart, self-mocking, frenzied star. 

I type this with gritted teeth.
Evidently our attention spans are minimising and our easily pleased expectations are becoming simple but Mr. West is demanding for more, in an opposite approach to Oliver.After listening to the album I switch on the radio. Already feeling challenged, I begin to feel like a ridiculed twat. West has successfully mocked my ears into realising no other artist booming out of this box can be settled for after his hardworking efforts. The particular track that captured my attention was Lost In The World which, surprisingly, features one of the most admired artists in my ITunes, Bon Iver (Justin Vernon) Brief: Justin escaped to his father’s remote forest cabin in Wisconsin to recover after suffering with mononucleosis and a crashing end to his band and relationship. His music is full of emotion and played entirely by himself. His melodies glide over you but with a slight itch on your heart. Kanye West frames his demons, revamping the heavily autotuned acappellaWoods into a universal mix up about his past exhausted after parties. Basically, Mr. West invades Justin’s mythical woodland retreat into his own surreptitious hell. Moving on from that bad romance, another track- All Of The Lights features RihannaFergieKid-CudiJohn LegendThe-DreamRyan LeslieTony WilliamsCharlie WilsonLa Roux’s Elly Jackson,Alicia Keys and Elton John. Oh sure it’s a wonderful A-List collaboration with brass trimmings and schizo d’n’b breaks. Listening to it is like constantly sipping at a rim hugging froth on top of a never-ending dirty pint consisting of bathroom products (...wow... resting. case. now.) Reaching the crumbs in my pouch of bacci, I’m going to put a full stop to this entry. Despite my urges to rip him apart for using magically gifted artist’s work for his own kitsch remixs, I have respect for Mr. West. He has taken sprinkles of erotic disco, glossy bass and the devouring powers of hip hop into a division of his own, a division that is so socially mighty and arrogant.
In 2006 Kanye West sparked controversy by appearing on the cover of Rolling Stone in an image of Jesus wearing a crown of thorns, & to be brutally honest, he’s still wearing it.

*Just roll your eyes.