Mitch is a great friend of mine. We immediately started about bouncy castles and childhood memories of public play places that rocked our world (and honestly still could). We barely had time to talk about the fact that we have the exact same Fender Jaguar (the one with the cloth wiring). It's the reason I walked up to them in the first place. My friends thought her name was Fender Kid actually. Between us, Tender Kid and I might as well be tender childhood friends. 


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In order to get some context for the Saint Pablo Tour, let’s go over a quick, but necessary, recap of the precurser to the Saint Pablo Tour: The Yeezus tour. The artistry, the majesty, the (admittedly inflated and self-serious) grandeur of the legendary tour mixed so perfectly with the concept of the album Yeezus and the Warhol-esque public performance West paraded around in the limelight that it became more than a tour—when Kanye West climbed a mountain and paralleled his career trajectory with the second coming of Jesus Christ, he was speaking to a new era of hip hop, to putting art over popularity, to the destruction of “The Old Kanye.”

That last part is the most important. Maybe not to your average hip hop fan, or the people who actually prefer the Old Kanye; But most definitely to those invested in the insane(ly genius) narrative Kanye West has formed over the course of 12 years—you know, the people Kanye catered his entire tour to. To put into context: Yeezus, the album, is about alienation, addiction, delusion, the destruction of self. Over the course of ten songs, Kanye crafts a narrative about an individual who, quite literally, deems himself a god. When Kanye mutters lines like, “I am a god/Even though I’m a man of God/My whole life in the hands of God/So y’all better quit playing with God,” people tend to, understandably, jump to their conclusions about Kanye. In our current zeitgeist, where people crave humble artists who dedicate award speeches to the countless fans and friends who helped them achieve greatness,

The Saint Pablo Tour: Unity, Spirit, Rebirth

The milage on this playlist is staggering and it is a lot of things. A playlist to walk around the neighborhood to. A playlist to drive to the lake to. A playlist to make out in a car to. A playlist to kiss in a new bed to. A playlist to fall in love to.

This playlist is filled with a lo-fi charm and a nostalgic presence and just about each song has the ability to bring me back to a certain time. Just as well, each song takes my immagination to a completely different place.

Mold Baby by the So-So Glo’s most notably accompanied me one summer night lying on my back looking out my window at a tree blowing in the wind, though listening to it makes me feel as though I’ve hiked to the hollywood sign with my friends in the dead of night.

Vacation is my favorite song on this playlist. The somber guitar drones on, cries, and bleeds out into the air. It’s fucking gorgeous. It brings me back to a time, probably around 3AM, where it served as a backdrop to me and

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