So, after the other day's post I had to sit down and really think about what was about to happen. To do this I did a short list of commands. Select "Kanye West"|Select All|Play and that's all it took. I simultaneously watched Kanye's concert in Singapore while I was listening to hit after hit after hit. I reminisced about days of DVC, of Sargon Shots, of Tuesday house parties and Wednesday classes. When Benny and Claude discovered the art of continued listening and found Graduation Day, when my song was Spaceship (I was the Gap like Banana Republic and Old Navy), and as I transitioned to his Late Registration I found myself in San Diego where, to date, I lived THE GREATEST YEAR OF MY LIFE. I was Gone off those Roses as this Crack Music forced me to Drive Slow on My Way Home.
Kanye did it over and over again, as his pinnacle was reached on his Graduation, I too took to the seats and sat cap and gowned. That whole album was a hit, like Barry Bonds. Almost Everything I Am I owe, in some way, to Kanye West and his music. I Wonder if my Good Morning was what made me Stronger, what gave me the Good Life, what brought all those Drunk and Hot Girls and Flashing Lights. But, alas, I was Heartless when he dropped 808's and Heartbreaks. He had changed, he had lost a lot. I thought he turned his back on us when he made such a evolutionary album... I now know that it was, in fact, revolutionary and evolutionary, and I was merely a single celled organism in the primordial pool that is Kanye West.
How can one man have so much Power.
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