Friday, 23 December 2016

The Life of Pablo - Kanye West

It’s become incredibly popular to attack Kanye West at the moment, he’s been ridiculed for saying he’ll run for president, he did an insane rant against Jay-Z and Beyonce on stage and he’s become friends with the president elect.

In fact it’s so hard not to have an opinion on Kanye West that he is now known more for his ego than his music and I can imagine a lot of the people who hate him haven’t listened to a single record of his, instead only reading headlines about him.

Kanye is either insane or a great advertiser, but regardless of which of those he is, he can also create great albums, listen to his 2004’s The College Dropout or 2010’s My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy, Kanye is a great artist, but any chance on a reputation equal to his talents has long since been removed ever since he famously said President George W Bush “Doesn’t care about black people.” back in 2005.

The album artwork of Kanye's seventh studio album.

The Life of Pablo suffers due to the character of Kanye, because Kanye has fallen for his own charm and audible voice, he has came under the opinion he has something to say that must be heard, and has no doubt came to the conclusion that ‘I’m famous, so I must be a good rapper.’

However he’s wrong, instead he is one of the greatest producers of all time. That can be seen all over Pablo, the music is great and there are plenty of moments which almost touch greatness only to be destroyed by Kanye’s poor rapping and weak lyrics.

For example one of the best songs of the album is Father Stretch My Hands Pt.1, it is musically wonderful and it moonlights as both a soulful dance song and a gospel tune, but then you hear Kanye’s lyrics.

“Now if I fuck this model/And she just bleached her asshole/And I get bleach on  my T-shirt/I’ma feel like an asshole.” Keats would be green with envy over such heartfelt prose.

West was hospitalised in late november following his rant on stage about Jay-Z & Beyonce.

The majority of the album is fine, there are several tracks which feel terrible and there are plenty which are good, but the album is one of those ones you silently know wouldn’t be huge if it was a newcomers record, West’s ego both ruined this album and saved it from a future of anomaly.

Which as we all know Kanye would never allow.