It’s become clear over the years that there is no better person to interview Kanye West than Kanye himself. In this latest burst of Kanye-sims, Yeezus writes an article about himself, as if there were any other topic he’d choose to muse on.
The essay appears in Paper magazine, the same publication that set out to break the internet with his wife Kim Kardashian’s ample posterior plastered on the cover back in November.
The essay is long and rambling in a sort of stream of consciousness way. For the first half of, the piece is about how Kanye feels that his fashion efforts are looked down upon by the fashion elite because he is a musician (something that has been the subject of a few of his tracks such as New Slaves) and how his fellow rap and hip-hop homies don’t see fashion as a worthy endeavor. Kanye responds by saying that clothing is an extension of his creative expression much like music or painting. The last part of the essay is largely about how he found the meaning of life while at the dentist.
For those who don’t have the time to read the full essay here are some highlights:
Kanye West hopes that the world can become a better place: “ The first thing I told my team on New Year’s Day was, ‘You know, people say bad news travels fast, but this year let’s make good news travel faster.’”
On how now is the age of information: “There’s a lot of people who want to make sure things don’t become a hybrid, but the Internet has opened up every conversation, literally and metaphorically. It starts as homogenizing, but this hybrid-ing, this interbreeding of ideas, is necessary for us as a race to evolve. (Thank God for Steve Jobs.)”
On how to become a fashion professional: “the second I sell my first T-shirt or my first shoe, doesn’t that make me a professional? And when you sit down with Riccardo Tisci at the Louvre and he pitches the idea of you wearing a leather kilt, which could be considered by all of your gangbanging friends as some sort of a dress or skirt, at that point you are now a part of the fashion world. You have paid your dues to be an insider. I paid my dues when I had to wear a kilt in Chicago, and friends would say, “What’s your boy got on?” “
On how artists sacrifice themselves for the audience: “Madonna is in her 50s and gave everything she had to go up on an award show and get choked by her cape. She’s judged for who she adopts. Fuck all of this sensationalism. We gave you our lives. We gave you our hearts. We gave you our opinions! “
On discovering the meaning of life while getting his teeth cleaned: “One time I was at the dentist’s office and I was given nitrous gas and I was vibing out — I guess that’s my version of Steve Jobs and his LSD trip — when I had this first thought: What is the meaning of life? And then I thought, To give. What’s the key to happiness? Happiness.”
On how every time Kanye West has looked like a crazy person it’s because he’s crazy about helping you. Yes, YOU: “The times that I’ve looked like a crazy person — when I was screaming at an interviewer or screaming from the stage — all I was screaming was, “Help me to help more! I’ve given all I’ve got. I’ve gone into fucking debt. It’s all I’ve got to give. But if I had a little bit more opportunity, I could give so much more.”
To check out the full essay head to Paper Magazine.