Kanye West - My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy



Over the last year or so, rapper Kanye West has interrupted Taylor Swift (a page out of the best way to doushebag stardom guide book), sparred with Matt Lauer, and apologized to former President George W. Bush for suggesting during the Katrina disaster that he was racist. Say what you want about Kanye West and I, like many of you felt that he has the “diva:ish” tendencies, , but this new album is solid! I have to admit that I am not the biggest Kanye West fan, but there is no doubt that he is in full control when he enters the recording studio to record this new, his fifth album, and finds the rapper-producer flexing his considerable musical muscle like never before.

My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy is his most maniacally inspired music yet, coasting on heroic levels of dementia, pimping on top of Mount Olympus. Yeezy goes for the grandeur of stadium rock, the all-devouring sonics of hip-hop, the erotic gloss of disco, and he goes for all of it, all the time. Nobody halfway sane could have made this album. Nobody else is making music this daring and weird, from the spooky space funk of "Gorgeous" to the King Crimson-biting "Power" to the paranoid staccato strings of "Monster." There is a big surprise for everyone at the six minute mark on the "Runaway" track… and I am not going to soil it…  I have to admit that I did not have high expectations, but I sure was wrong.  Kanye thinks you’re a moron if you settle for artists who don’t push as hard as he does. And that means pretty much everybody…