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‘ You might think you’ve peeped the scene, you haven’t / The real one’s far too mean / The watered-down one, the one you know / Was made up centuries ago’ rhymes Minaj, in a pseudo-cockney accent that’s part-fairytale, part-horror flick. In four minute and forty-one seconds, it almost single-handedly launched the next chapter of Kanye West’s strange and bonkers story. Much like the body of work it belongs to, it’s a perfect piece of music. From Nicki Minaj’s opening nursery rhyme, to West’s existential pondering in the song’s epic hook, Dark Fantasy is a sonic hallucinogen that blurs both fact and fiction and high in low under the umbrella of a numbly decadent netherworld.
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As the track’s title suggests, it serves as an introduction for the rest of the record as a piece of music – a personalised exercise in self-awareness through the vessel of garish fiction. The album’s opener is the almost-titular Dark Fantasy, a spanning piece of postmodern hip-hop that explores hedonism, money, success and popular culture, while questioning the fulfilment of such endeavour. For all of his visceral brashness, there was a vulnerability, too – a Fantasy it may have been, but it was a world built on honesty, however warped the narrative may have been. This was a shared space where West could brag to have fallen in love with a pornstar over a Mojo Men sample on Hell Of A Life, before borrowing Aphex Twin’s Avril 14th and an extended Chris Rock monologue to unguardedly depict the breakdown of that very relationship in Blame Game. For every Power, there was a Lost In The World, for every Monster, a Runaway. At almost seventy minutes long, it’s a sweeping, grandiose confessional, an intricately crafted portrait of every inch of Kanye’s psyche. For all of the accuracy in the adjectives that were fired into the public conversation, they were, still, second-hand observations. Here was a man many claimed to know and understand following his 2009 VMA’s controversy arrogant, brash, obnoxious, crazy, whatever. It showed him at his most inquisitive, not just with the themes, textures and influences of his music, but with himself as an artist – and human being. It’s Kanye West, one of the final purveyors of the album as a collective entity, at the peak of his expansive creative powers. My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy is a perfect record.