Its tough keeping pace 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 rows( part one)
After releasing a new track, Facts, on New Years Eve, Kanye followed it up with another new trail, No Parties in LA, on 18 January. At that degree, his forthcoming album was due to be called Hiss( superseding the previous So Help Me God ), and was its make 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 launching was to be combined with a demo for his Yeezy range for Adidas. Oh, and it would be shown in cinema 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 book would now be called Waves rather than Swish, Wiz Khalifa showed hed pinched the brand-new epithet from the Harlem rapper Max B. Never one to watch 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 all the method through I am your OG and I will be respected as such. All of which elicited a most peculiar replies 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 “king arthurs round table”, I tell you.
The month in a Kanye title : Cant Tell Me Nothing
February: Twitter rows( roles 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 support for “the mens” at the center of a massive sexual-assault gossip instead? On 9 February, West chose to do just that, with the massively unambiguous: BILL COSBY INNOCENT !!!!!!!!!! As the Guard Dave Schilling detected: I have a sneaking suspicion Kanye West has a carton full of note cards, and on those note cards there are transgressive evidences written on them. Extol Bill Cosby is innocent of raping 37 women is probably just one of them. Still, theres no better direction to distract attention from that by announcing that your brand-new album has its third new deed in less than a few months. 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 story of So Help Me God/ Swish/ Waves/ The Life of Pablo?