![]() Or: “Pain-pop” with both sides of the hyphenate put into absolute, mutually canceling balance. Because, after all, this is distilled pop. So Heartbreak acknowledges its pain without much pain in its voice. Graduation (2007) was a bit of a disappointment for me but still I concluded that it was “constantly compelling in how it splays the conflicted makings of its maker.” With Ye perhaps unable to process fully the level of personal turmoil he’s experienced in the past year, all things conflicted and contradicted are here coolly obliterated into a mellifluous wash. By severally achieving all of its goals it relegates them to sum total fail it’s emo-ism disaffected and disinfected by technological pursuits it feigns catharsis but treads depression’s cycles it’s robotic when Kanye must imagine it to be neo-neo-soul and it’s funny, as evidenced by just about any lyrical excerpt I could throw at you but especially “Robocop.” It wants to be Marvin Gaye meets Daft Punk but it’s more like T-Pain meets Coldplay. ![]() 808s and Heartbreak is everything it wants to be and so much less. ![]()
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