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 jam-packed 12 months of megalomania
January: Album proclamations and Twitter rows( part 1)
After releasing a new way, Facts, on New Years Eve, Kanye followed it up with another brand-new line, No Parties in LA, on 18 January. At that point, his forthcoming album was due to be called Swish( ousting 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 act, the album launch was to be combined with a see 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 sequences on Twitter. You would be wrong. After West announced the brand-new book would now be called Movements rather than Swish, Wiz Khalifa indicated hed pinched the new epithet from the Harlem rapper Max B. Never one to learn 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 channel 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( sides 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 three men 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 Protector 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. Exclaiming Bill Cosby is innocent of raping 37 ladies is probably just one of them. Still, theres no better room to divert attention from that by announcing that your brand-new album has its third new deed in less than a month. 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 saga of So Help Me God/ Swish/ Waves/ The Life of Pablo?