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 proclamations and Twitter sequences( part 1)
After releasing a brand-new trail, Facts, on New Years Eve, Kanye followed it up with another brand-new racetrack, No Parties in LA, on 18 January. At that degree, his forthcoming album was due to be called Whoosh( ousting the previous So Help Me God ), and was its maker 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 work, the album launch was to be combined with a demo 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 brand-new album would now be called Waves rather than Swish, Wiz Khalifa advocated hed pinched the new identify from the Harlem rapper Max B. Never one to insure 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 books all the method 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 round table, I tell you.
The month in a Kanye title : Cant Tell Me Nothing
February: Twitter rows( segments 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 gossip instead? On 9 February, West chose to do merely that, with the massively unambiguous: BILL COSBY INNOCENT !!!!!!!!!! As the Guard Dave Schilling detected: I have a sneaking suspicion Kanye West has a container full of note cards, and on those note cards there are transgressive testimonies written on them. Exclaiming Bill Cosby is innocent of raping 37 girls is probably just one of them. Still, theres no better style to divert attention from that by announcing that your brand-new album has its third brand-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 announced Swish. Surely that would be it for the story of So Help Me God/ Swish/ Waves/ The Life of Pablo?