Third Eye Opened (Yeezus Review, from a loyal apostle)
Yeezus is a different kind of beautiful. It may not have been as detailed and carefully constructed as My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy. Typically Kanye’s music is laced way tighter.
Yeezus is in an entirely different dimension: open, raw, renegade. The lyrical content of this album did not have the same grandeur and signature Kanye flourishes and finness. It was simpler. It wasn’t clever, you didn’t have to rewind for punchlines. Everything was clear cut and straightforward. Yeezus embodied Kanye West in his entirety.
The instrumentals are very intense and gritty, and a lot to digest. The beats in general are very demo like and there are many loose ends. There are definitely fragments of old Kanye. You can find it in tracks such as the last minute and a half of New Slaves and a lot of Blood on the Leaves.
Nevertheless, through the eyes a loyal stan and perhaps, brainwashed bottom bitch, Yeezus struck many chords. I definitely understood where he wanted to go, and I felt it. Yeezus is definitely as heart felt as all of his albums have ever been. This time it’s a challenge. Its a controversial piece of work. You can hear the restlessness and agitation and mental strain that Kanye is under. Still he is relentless and stronger than ever, continuously evolving. This album definitely came from a place that only a few people could understand. And I, in so many words understand it, Kanye.
So far my favorite piece of writing on House of Cards is Zoe Barnes’ complete inability to deal with Claire Underwood. You see her manipulate men with absolutely no effort, but with Claire she can’t even speak.