Its tough keeping up with the world of Kanye West. So let us take the hard work out of it and present to you the highlights of a packed 12 months of megalomania
January: Album notices and Twitter sequences( part 1)
After releasing a new racetrack, Facts, on New Years Eve, Kanye followed it up with another brand-new way, No Parties in LA, on 18 January. At that phase, his forthcoming album was due to be called Swish( changing the previous So Help Me God ), and was its producer said the best album of all time. On 26 January, he announced he “wouldve been” premiering it at Madison Square Garden in New York. Never one to shun cross-promotional work, the book launch was to be combined with a testify for his Yeezy range for Adidas. Oh, and it would be shown in cinemas worldwide. Of course.
You would think, with all that to take care of, West might have better things to do than having rows on Twitter. You would be wrong. After West announced the new album would now be called Brandishes rather than Swish, Wiz Khalifa suggested hed pinched the new mention from the Harlem rapper Max B. Never one to meet bait without taking it, West piled in. Your first single was corny as fuck and most there after No one I know has ever listened to one of your albums the whole way through I am your OG and I will be respected as such. All of which prompted a most peculiar response from Khalifas girlfriend( and Wests ex ), Amber Rose: Are u mad Im not around to play in ur asshole anymore? #FingersInTheBootyAssBitch. Its just like the Algonquin round table, I tell you.
The month in a Kanye title : Cant Tell Me Nothing
February: Twitter rows( portions two and three) and the book launch
Well, having a pop at a fellow rapper can get to feel tamed sometimes. So why not tweet your is supportive of the man at the centre of a massive sexual-assault scandal instead? On 9 February, West chose to do precisely that, with the massively unambiguous: BILL COSBY INNOCENT !!!!!!!!!! As the Guardians Dave Schilling discovered: I have a sneaking suspicion Kanye West has a box full of note cards, and on those note cards there are transgressive announcements written on them. Proclaiming Bill Cosby is innocent of abusing 37 females is probably just one of them. Still, theres no better way to divert attention from that by announcing that your brand-new album has its third new name in less than a month. Now it was to be called The Life of Pablo. Half the tracklist had changed from when it was called Swish. Surely that would be it for the saga of So Help Me God/ Swish/ Waves/ The Life of Pablo?