It’s been an exciting week for America’s favorite douchebag Kanye West, with the release of not only his Kardashian lovechild North, but also his much anticipated new album Yeezus, which “leaked” last week to overwhelmingly positive reviews.
I mean shit, even the snobby assholes over at Pitchfork gave the album a 9.5 and slapped it with a “Best New Music” award. And these are the people who once gave a 2.0 rating to a Nine Inch Nails album. You know what? Fuck Pitchfork.
When the weekend rolled around, however, critics began digging deeper into the album. Dorian Lynskey wrote up a solid review questioning some of Kanye’s lyrics and messaging. Among Lynskey’s least favorite lyrics are “Put my fist in her like a civil rights sign” (nice!) and “I call that apartheid,” referring to his wife and mistress being forced to sit on opposite sides of the basketball court at an NBA game (Courtside Apartheid? Also, what wife and mistress? Kim Kardashian doesn’t count). Continue reading “Yeezus Honeymoon Period Ends as Critics Suddenly Remember Kanye West is a Terrible Person”