Dear Kanye,
I don't care if you're a jerk. I don't care if you are an arrogant ass. Your new album My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy is beating in my blood. I hear what you're trying to say, but more importantly, I feel it too. There are definite highlights: Power, All of the Lights, Monster and Runaway. Power has got to be my favorite because the lyrics get inside me, the bass gets inside me. The dichotomy makes me smile... this man flirting with disaster and ruin, addicted to this life that worships him and turns him sour simultaneously. So, Mr. West, please keep on keeping up the game. It works for the music and since artists must suffer for their art, I guess you are just stuck. Poor you.
Love always,
Me
The words are brilliant if any of you stand in doubt after listening:
"I’m livin’ in the 21st century
Doin’ something mean to it
Do it better than anybody you ever seen do it
Screams from the haters, got a nice ring to it
I guess every superhero need his theme music"
So maybe hip hop isn't your favorite, it's definitely not my favorite, but this album is not just hip hop. It's art as well. Give it one chance, it will make you mad, it will make you laugh and you will listen again.
Cross my heart, hope to die, stick a needle in my eye...
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