Kanye West :-
Kanye West used to be one of the music industry’s most popular, inventive, and electrifying artists. Hip-hop’ssoundwas altered by this producer-turned-rapper who broke conventions and rewrote the rules.
He did more than simply define a generation. Not only were albums like My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy, Late Registration, and The College Dropout cultural landmarks, but they were also works of art.
Kanye appeared to transcend genre, expectations, and even gravity itself with every release.
Although it’s difficult to say exactly when things started to go wrong, the death of his mother, Donda West, in 2007 is unquestionably a turning point.
Although Kanye’s art was always audacious and emotionally unvarnished, the tone started to change after her death. What had begun as vulnerable brilliance began to feel more disorganized, raw, and ultimately unsettling.
Even so, greatness followed the cracks. The last truly visionary album by Kanye was Yeezus, which came out in 2013. In a way, it was thrilling despite being harsh, futuristic, and unnerving.
Initially divisive, it developed into something that both fans and critics now consider to be among his most audacious creative declarations. The spirit of a purposeful provocateur, a man pushing boundaries because he had something to say, was still present in that project.
However, it was more difficult to overlook the decline after Yeezus. The music was overshadowed by the headlines. Kanye changed from a complex genius to a full-fledged agent of chaos.
It got increasingly difficult to distinguish the art from the artist because of the outbursts, the inconsistent interviews, the presidential campaign, and the MAGA hat,
particularly when the artist seemed determined to burn everything down. He does have mental health problems, but that is not a valid excuse.
His decline into overt antisemitism, racist dog whistles, and a messiah complex that engulfed any lingering self-awareness was the darkest turn of all.
In the most unimaginative way imaginable, Kanye not only played the villain, he actually became one. Trafficking hate is not an artistic endeavor. Parroting old bigotry is not subversive. It’s lazy rather than edgy. It’s just shit, not clever.
Yes, the beats are still amazing. They have catchy hooks. Sometimes you can almost hear echoes of the previous Kanye if you close your eyes and ignore the background. One recent song even had the sound of an anthem if the lyrics had been changed to include every single word.
The tragedy is that the genius is still there, hidden beneath layers of trauma, ego, and toxic performance. Kanye was once regarded as a creative North Star by us. He feels like a warning story now.
The old Kanye was hiding behind the curtain, waiting for the right opportunity to say “gotcha,” but I’ve been holding out hope for years that this was all just one big troll.
But as the harm increases over time, it becomes painfully obvious that this is no laughing matter. Performance art is not what it is. The saddest part of all is that it’s just Kanye now—oh, I mean, it’s Ye.
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