Kanye West has been called a genius, lyrical mastermind, and a voice of a generation. FUCK YOU!!!! If this asshole is the voice of my generation, then I should probably see if I can falsify my birthday so I don’t get lumped in with the rest of the fucking aliens. If that’s not possible, well, I do own a belt and sleep near a ceiling fan….
You want genius? John Lennon, Bob Dylan, Robert Plant, Harry Chapin, Cat Stevens, Gordon Lightfoot, I could go on and on. These are true artists, true musicians, not guys just taking recycled beats and throwing as many slang terms into the song as they can fit into a four minute time slot. They played instruments, not drum machines. They are legends, Kanye is just another flash in the pop culture pan. These guys are still remembered and influence what few great musicians that we have recording today. Kanye influences those who are influenced by only money and what is cool this week. I have to hand it to him though, I enjoy watching women dance like strippers to his tunes; nobody gets naked to Hurricane or Stairway to Heaven, at least not anymore.
But what really pisses me off about Kanye right now is this incident involving one of Kanye West’s many acts of jack-assery. The man walked on stage during the MTV Video-Music awards during Taylor Swift’s acceptance speech for best video, stole the microphone and proclaimed that Beyonce’s video was better. What a fucking asshole. Now, I have no real ties to pop culture, in fact I think it’s all a bunch of horse shit. That being said, I am not a Taylor Swift fan (I like parts of her, but her music is not one of them), nor I am a Beyonce fan (same rules apply), but goddamn. To Kanye West: Nobody in their right minds gives one rat’s ass what you think, let alone pointless subjects such as the winner or should-be winner of a VMA. The only thing you took a stand against is a mass of easily-led people who have given up most of their ability to think for themselves. The only time you aren’t a fan of pop culture is when it does not bend to your will. Get over yourself already. Though tragic, I am sure, your grief over your mother’s death (as I have heard from a few places) is not the cause for this ridiculous display. I should hope you can find a better way to mourn her than by acting like a dumb-ass at an awards ceremony, particularly in a category that you are not even remotely involved in. Do not misunderstand me, I am not trying to bring your mother into this. That would be completely irrelevant, not to mention completely tasteless.  Sincerely, DeadEndPrint.com
Now, honestly, the next time I hear that Kanye West is a genius, lyrical voice of a generation, or any other over-exalting title, blood may come pouring from my ears. The man has been recorded as saying something to the effect of, “The only regret I have about my career is not being able to watch myself perform live.” I can’t find the exact quote, but I assure you, that was at least the gist of it. Lyrics such as, “I ain’t sayin’ she’s a gold digga, but she ain’t messin’ with a broke nigga,” are just downright mindless. The rest of the song clearly states that yes, she is in fact, a gold digger, but it’s cool, because he has money. High five, dude. You like money, you have money. We get it, and we don’t care.
Seriously, is this giant ego-thing he has going on just a publicity stunt, or is he really stone-cold fucking nuts? What the fuck is going on here? What the fuck is it going to take to get this man’s ego back in check? Surely it’s not going to be some insignificant prick (i.e. me) blasting him on a blog, but fucking seriously!!! Kanye!!!! Get your shit together!!!! GET THE FUCK OVER YOUSELF!!!!! YOU ARE NOWHERE NEAR AS IMPORTANT AS YOU THINK YOU ARE!!!!! You can ask yourself that if you aren’t as important as I think, then why am I writing a blog about you? Because you are a dumb ass. I can’t be kind about this. I hold Beavis and Butthead in higher esteem than I hold you, and that’s all I have to say. This may seem harsh to some of you reading this, but I don’t care. This is the way I see it. You hate this? Fix it; shut me up. Don’t feed me any more shit to write about.
