Kanye West, Chris Brown, deadmau5:
When Great Music Is Made By
Despicable People
Kanye West is such a dick. And he knows it.
Back in 2010, on his hit single “Runaway,” the Chicago-bred rapper famously toasted to the douchebags, scumbags and assholes► — to himself, basically — in confronting a very uncomfortable public truth. People didn’t like him very much. A year prior, in a story we’re all very familiar with, he stumbled on stage drunk at the MTV Video Music Awards, interrupted Taylor Swift during an acceptance speech, and turned himself into public enemy number one.
Dejected, poor unlikeable Kanye disappeared from public life, decamped to Hawaii to hit the studio and returned a year later. “Runaway” wasn’t about the Swift incident specifically, but he debuted it at the VMAS nonetheless, a year to the date of the interruption. Then he performed it on Saturday Night Live. Then it went to radio. Eventually, it was inescapable. Months later, My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy was selling like Facebook stock and the album was being hailed a triumph.
That Kanye had come roaring back in top form wasn’t that surprising. He’s one of the most…
