kanye west my beautiful dark twisted fantasy deluxe

The previously released tracks singles “Power” and “Runaway ” and the few G.O.O.D. And “Gorgeous,” featuring Kid Cudi, glides on an eerie guitar riff as West claims he wants his folks to get cash like the government “want niggas to get AIDS.” A prime example of the tongue-in-cheek consciousness West always keeps packed tight. “Dark Fantasy” grinds with a swagger so hood, so gutter, yet refined. Everything encompasses you audibly, where no one listen of the album is like the previous. As an artist-embodying production, lyrics and musicality-West is at his peak.

And being that he’s one of the most forward-thinking minds in music today, that’s f***ing ridiculous.įor those still upset that Ye traded his backpack for a Gucci satchel, let it go. A year spent on this project has produced one of the most innovative albums of his career. Nothing this year feels, moves, sounds, screams, creeps, bumps, screeches, rocks, hips, hops, pops, or explodes like this 13-track journey to being Kanye West. I’m high as a motherfucker – fly as a motherfucker They say your attitude determines your latitude In a matter of months, West had gone from exiled bully to revered genius. Following is the complete version of Runaway (© 2010 Roc-A-Fella Records): Only a peek into the album previously known as A Good As Job. Grimy synths and drums so big they got drums. What was even bigger than the eye candy was what we heard. Shot in Prague, Ye’s vision of hip hop-what he sees in his dreams and nightmares-came to life. He captivated our attention with the release of the future-forward ‘moving portrait’ for “Power.” But his most provocative stunt to date would come with the release of his second single.Īfter his avant-garde performance at the 2010 VMAs, West released the 40-minute short film “Runaway.” Telecast on BET, VH1 & MTV simultaneously, West’s tale of a doomed love affair shifted the current musical landscape. He tapped into the social mecca of Twitter, pulling fans’ allegiance immediately after his first tweet. It seemed “Yeezy” was on the road back to his throne as hip-hop‘s pop’s most beloved anti-hero. “I don’t need your pussy/I’m on my own dick.” Boastful. The media blackballed him so he became a recluse in Hawaii, where he recollected his psyche the best way he knew how: through his music.Īfter months of speculation, “the mothef***er we love to hate” reemerged weeks before the BET Awards with the mountainous single “Power.” The night of the event a Lucifer-red suited Kanye, sporting the bust of Horus around his neck, spit his heart to an eager audience. His latest fall off the high wire: last year’s necessary interruption during the gradually boring MTV Video Music Awards. Six years after spitting rhymes literally “Through the Wire,” West’s public life and art has tipped on a tightrope, vehemently swayed by ego-tripping tantrums, blunt word vomit and familial tragedy. This is the question posed to listeners seconds into Kanye West’s newest album, My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy.

Kanye west my beautiful dark twisted fantasy deluxe