Review: Kanye West - My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy

So much has written about Kanye West (often by himself) and his new album My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy that it is perhaps worth writing about it once the hype has died down a little. Most of the detractors (and those in praise) appear to be fixated on West’s personality, that the album is bad because Kanye West himself has an unlikable public persona. However, I don’t really care too much about whether Kanye West is a giant douchebag or not. There would be very few of the great artists who would be pleasant in enforced company. However, all of this is academic: especially as My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy is pretty damn good. But it’s easy to see why there is this overwhelming focus on West, given the album is a purging of sorts of West’s public persona. But he manages to make this not simply seem like a piece of self-loathing, it’s both a disavowal of himself and a statement of pride. Sure, he might have messed up at times, but he also wants to show off his undeniable talent.

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