In addition to being a pampered-poodle-millionaire and all-around manic crybaby, Kanye West is known for unbridled innovation.
Whether he's playing a drum machine live at MTV's VMAs or producing, directing, writing, and creating heavily symbolic movies about what a tragic asshole he is, Kanye West is always one step ahead of the game.
But now the roof is ripping clean off as West sets hip-hop down the path of a genre it is not especially known for resonating with: psychedelic harsh noise.
West had already been showing signs of experimentalism the day before, as between-song banter slowly devolved into rambling, paranoid beat poetry. Ladies and gentleman, heeeeere's Kanye:
Talking bout your comments, I could give a f*ck about your comments. 'Cause we all gonna die some day, and I'm live my life my way! So, you gonna help me put on a better show, corporations? Can you please support me? Please? Me, Kanye West. I swear I'm a nice leader now. I swear I'll put the pink polo back on. I swear to you. Please. Just for three million dollars. I need it so bad. I need a pool in my backyard! So I'll tell all my fans your sh*t is cool. And if they believe in me, then they'll also believe in you. 'Did we get the check yet? I gotta call the business manager. Did the corporations send the check? What is my public rating? Are people liking me again? Enough to get some money from the corporations? They forgot about the whole Beyonce thing, right? Cool. Is it OK now? Remind me why we in this sh*t?
That's some wacky bullshit, no? And it didn't end there.
The very next night, as Yeezy was making his way through "Touch the Sky" at the Hammersmith Apollo in London, he concluded the song by screaming into his microphone to the test the limits of the soundsystem's delay and assorted effects. As you'll see in the above video, the result was an out-of-nowhere blast of brutal psychedelia from one of the world's most mainstream popstars.
And it was also his best set ever.
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