Its tough keeping up with countries around 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 notices and Twitter rows( part 1)
After releasing a new way, Facts, on New Years Eve, Kanye followed it up with another new trail, No Parties in LA, on 18 January. At that point, his forthcoming album was due to be called Whoosh( superseding the previous So Help Me God ), and was its creator said the best album 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 book open 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 all 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 album would now be called Brandishes rather than Swish, Wiz Khalifa indicated hed pinched the brand-new call from the Harlem rapper Max B. Never one to witnes bait 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 room 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 round table, I tell you.
The month in a Kanye title : Cant Tell Me Nothing
February: Twitter rows( areas 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 support for the man at the centre of a massive sexual-assault gossip instead? On 9 February, West chose to do exactly that, with the massively unambiguous: BILL COSBY INNOCENT !!!!!!!!!! As the Defender Dave Schilling mentioned: I have a sneaking suspicion Kanye West has a casket full of note cards, and on those note cards there are transgressive testimonies written on them. Extol Bill Cosby is innocent of abusing 37 wives is probably just one of them. Still, theres no better direction to be distracted from that by announced today that your new album has its third 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 story of So Help Me God/ Swish/ Waves/ The Life of Pablo?