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 one)
After releasing a brand-new way, Facts, on New Years Eve, Kanye followed it up with another brand-new track, No Parties in LA, on 18 January. At that spot, his forthcoming album was due to be called Whoosh( changing the previous So Help Me God ), and was its maker 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 act, the book launch was to be combined with a show 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 brand-new album would now be called Brandishes rather than Swish, Wiz Khalifa recommended hed pinched the new name from the Harlem rapper Max B. Never one to accompany 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 albums the whole way through I am your OG and I will be respected as such. All of which caused 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 “king arthurs round table”, I tell you.
The month in a Kanye title : Cant Tell Me Nothing
February: Twitter rows( places 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 exactly that, with the massively unambiguous: BILL COSBY INNOCENT !!!!!!!!!! As the Guard Dave Schilling saw: I have a sneaking suspicion Kanye West has a chest full of note cards, and on those note cards there are transgressive accounts written on them. Proclaiming Bill Cosby is innocent of raping 37 women is probably just one of them. Still, theres no better mode to distract attention from that by announcing that your new album has its third new name 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 saga of So Help Me God/ Swish/ Waves/ The Life of Pablo?