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 bulletins and Twitter rows( part one)
After releasing a new line, Facts, on New Years Eve, Kanye followed it up with another brand-new racetrack, No Parties in LA, on 18 January. At that object, his forthcoming album was due to be called Hiss( changing the previous So Help Me God ), and was its make said the best book of all time. On 26 January, he announced he would be premiering it at Madison Square Garden in New York. Never one to shun cross-promotional task, the album open was to be combined with a evidence for his Yeezy range for Adidas. Oh, and it would be shown in cinema 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 Waves rather than Swish, Wiz Khalifa indicated hed pinched the brand-new reputation from the Harlem rapper Max B. Never one to see enticement without taking it, West piled in. Your first single was corny as fucking and most there after No one I know has ever listened to one of your books all the way through I am your OG and I will be respected as such. All of which caused 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 sequences( places two and three) and the album 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 gossip instead? On 9 February, West chose to do precisely that, with the massively unambiguous: BILL COSBY INNOCENT !!!!!!!!!! As the Protector Dave Schilling find: I have a sneaking suspicion Kanye West has a chest full of note cards, and on those note cards there are transgressive announcements written on them. Exclaiming Bill Cosby is innocent of raping 37 dames is probably just one of them. Still, theres no better practice to distract attention from that by announcing that your new album has its third brand-new designation 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 announced Swish. Surely that would be it for the tale of So Help Me God/ Swish/ Waves/ The Life of Pablo?