Todays song of the week goes to “Champion” of Kanye West Graduation . Though yes Kanye has been in some hot water recently, its undefinable that this song is an instant mood lifter.
While rap music famously thrives on the kind of drama surrounding this week’s 50 vs. Kanye record-sales standoff, even this showdown’s closest followers would probably admit there’s something faintly procedural about it. Maybe it’s because album sales don’t really work as a precise measure of absolute popularity anymore. Maybe it’s because 50’s a shadow of his former self and no longer considered among the best, biggest, or most anything. Or maybe it’s because Universal labelmates 50 and West seem more like they’re doing this for us than for themselves. This is a prize fight between two heavyweight boxers moving in polar-opposite directions; the former weakly flailing through a creative crisis and a serious absence of hunger, the latter trying to transcend America by setting his sights on nothing less than the entire world.
For all the pageantry, the most substantial takeaway from Kanye’s new album is the realization that he might actually deserve the legendary status he constantly ascribes to himself. Though it doesn’t quite match College Dropout or Late Registration in pleasure-center overload, West’s third album in four years is both his most consistent and most enterprising yet. It also caps off an incredible (maybe even unprecedented) run: In terms of consistency, prolificness, and general all-around ability, it’s hard to find anyone in mainstream rap who can touch what he’s achieved within the same timeframe.
While Graduation is far from the electro-house record some fans predicted when the Daft Punk-sampling “Stronger” first leaked, Kanye’s interest in French house and rave extend beyond that one track. The stunning “I Wonder” combines a gentlemanly, piano-led sample (courtesy of 70s folk/jazz artist Labi Siffre) with a frizzy synth lead and alien-sounding keys, only to drown it all out with a massive swoop of strings; the weirdly dystopian club track “Drunk and Hot Girls” lurches along at a snail’s pace, mixing Can’s “Sing Swan Song” with a blend of gypsy music and detuned electronics for maximum queasiness; and the string-led “Flashing Lights” marries a Bond-worthy coda to staccato sounds and cut-up vocal samples. Where lesser producers have tried to bridge this gap only to wind up with beats that sound like bad mashups, West and co-producer DJ Toomp (T.I., “What You Know”) make the juxapositions feel utterly natural. Combined with some other familiar source material (“Champion”, for example, nicks from Steely Dan), that undercurrent of experimentation puts Kanye’s talents to good use.