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The Agony and the Ecstasy of Kanye West

The Agony and the Ecstasy of Kanye West

A Fan’s Response to Kanye West

My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy Cover Art

My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy Cover Art

I am a huge fan of Kanye West. To the point that I often refer to him as Yesus because he is flawless, wonderful, and always right (at least in his own mind). So when a good friend of mine asked me on Facebook, “what did you think of [Kanye West’s] latest interview???” I knew I wouldn’t be able to do anything but write an essay on Kanye West and the egotistically driven torture he puts himself and and his fans through.

Here was my response on the Today Interview with Matt Lauer:

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Morrissey – Who Put the M in Manchester

morrissey_nakedAfter like 4 years of wanting to see Morrissey’s Manchester concert, I finally broke down and watched it in Netflix tonight. Moz’s presence on stage was perfection and I am even more determined to see him live in Atlanta this summer. He had all the vigor and liveliness you would expect from someone in his twenties yet all the sophistication of an older gentleman. Visually captivating.

I don’t know what is about the tone of his voice but it captures me. It pulls me down into this place of unlovableness and sorrow and I love him for that. I love the sounds of the syllables as he pronounces the most unflattering words ever sung. It is desperate yet regal. It is pathetic yet admirable. It is something that is indescribably tender yet brutally honest.

I am high on his lyrics and I hope it last forever.

Jay-Jay Johanson – Self Portrait

I am disappointed at the lack of exposure Jay-Jay has received in America considering he’s a modern, synthpop Morrissey. I finally got his most recent album Self-Portrait and I’m blown away by the saturnine and desperate lyrics. It reminds me of when I first found Morrissey at age 14 and thought someone finally understood what I was feeling. However with Jay-Jay it is bittersweet. It is like remembering a lover who you’ll never kiss again or a friends who died too young.

Medicine is proving to be my favorite of the albums’ tracks. It reminds me of that “The Empty Child” episode of Dr Who because of the air raid horns in the beginning. I think the most fascinating thing about the song is the usage of this 1930’s monologue near the end.  The first time I heard it I was not expecting it at all and I was just pulled even further into the song. It was a very swan song  moment for me because I was at work and I realized I was needed to stop listening to this album and just breathe it in like lyrical antihistamine. Even now, the song saturates me with feelings I haven’t had since I was a lovesick teenager.

I find it so weird that I grew up thinking I was a Morrissey song (like so many Smiths fans) but it turns out I’m probably a Jay-Jay Johanson song (mostly likely Antenna‘s “Tomorrow”). I think I can more than live with that.