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After his recent furore into the political realm, Kanye West had all the world’s attention on him. It’s very much like him. His last project, The Life of Pablo, had one of the most volatile campaigns ever. But this time was a little different. This time Kanye garnered negative attention, to the point where people refused to listen to this album (for a case and point watch Dead End Hip Hop’s discussion of ye). He had suggested that 400 years of slavery for black people was a choice. Now, with ye, he had to really knock it out of the park to gain his fan’s trust back. Daytona, the album he produced for Pusha T, had already set the artistic watermark with its stellar beats and idiosyncratic Kanye sound. Would he make it two from two?
I Thought About Killing You
The album begins with the haunting undulations of a phantom choir. Actually, prefacing this beginning, the album cover directs our attention to mental illness. ‘I hate being bi-polar it’s awesome’. Thus, thrust into the phantasmal recesses of his mind, we explore Kanye’s current state. ‘Today I thought about killing you. I contemplated premeditated murder.’ In a very Kendrick Lamar way, Kanye has his voice his change from high to low; this voice (or voices) come from the different facets of his personality. Who is this ‘you’? Is it us, his fans? Or is it a certain form of himself? Maybe his fame? The theme is abruptly interrupted, however, with the questionable lyrics ‘I called up my loved ones, I called up my cousins, I called up the Muslims (???), said I’m ‘bout to go numb’. Then the beat kicks in with the usual proclamations of ‘yeezy season’. It’s a strange opener, though fitting – but did we think anything less of Mr. West?
Yikes, indeed. For some reason this track has garnered the most love out of those on the track listing from hip-hop heads. I guess it’s because Kanye’s delivery has that usual abrasive tone, but to me this sounds like it could be a The Life of Pablo throwaway. The beat is okay, the sub-bass is good, but all in all it seems like a track that is just so… bland. We must remember when listening to this album, that this is Kanye West we are dealing with – the man that constantly reminds us how he changed (and keeps changing) the game. But this is just stale. One redeeming quality comes at the end of the track where Kanye declares that his mental illness is not a hindrance but a superpower – a nice touch, even if it does cater to the tastes of society today.
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