Its tough keeping up with “the worlds” of Kanye West. So let us take the hard work out of it and present to you the highlights of a jam-packed 12 months of megalomania
January: Album proclamations and Twitter rows( part 1)
After releasing a new line, Facts, on New Years Eve, Kanye followed it up with another new racetrack, No Parties in LA, on 18 January. At that level, his forthcoming album was due to be called Whoosh( changing the previous So Help Me God ), and was its creator said the best book 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 depict for his Yeezy range for Adidas. Oh, and it would be shown in cinemas worldwide. Of course.
You would think, with everything 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 Motions rather than Swish, Wiz Khalifa showed hed pinched the new figure from the Harlem rapper Max B. Never one to discover enticement 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 behavior through I am your OG and I will be respected as such. All of which prompted 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( characters two and three) and the album launch
Well, having a pop at a fellow rapper can get to feel tame sometimes. So why not tweet your support for the man at the center of a massive sexual-assault gossip instead? On 9 February, West chose to do only that, with the massively unambiguous: BILL COSBY INNOCENT !!!!!!!!!! As the Defender Dave Schilling mentioned: I have a sneaking suspicion Kanye West has a carton full of note cards, and on those note cards there are transgressive accounts written on them. Extol Bill Cosby is innocent of raping 37 dames is probably just one of them. Still, theres no better room to divert attention from that by has declared that your brand-new album has its third brand-new entitlement 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 epic of So Help Me God/ Swish/ Waves/ The Life of Pablo?