Bob Ezrin has worked with some of the most talented and — let’s be honest — some of the biggest jerks in music history. He produced Pink Floyd’s “The Wall” at the height of Floyd lyricist Roger Waters’ megalomania and control over the band. He produced Lou Reed’s “Berlin,” and history has shown that Reed was no picnic to deal with. He also produced Kiss’ “Destroyer,” a band with a long, rich history of douchebaggery.
But nothing could prepare the man for the tidal wave of insanity that is Kanye West.
Ezrin penned an opinion piece on West, stating “in spite of what the aspirationally-cool media keeps saying about him, unlike other creators in his genre like Jay-Z, Tupac, Biggie or even M.C. Hammer for that matter, it’s unlikely that we’ll be quoting too many of Kanye’s songs 20 years from now.” Ezrin goes on to say “In my opinion, his productions are his best work – and I admit I’m jealous of several of them – but I don’t think he’s on quite the same level as Timbaland and Rick Rubin among several others. His songwriting – meaning the stuff with melodies – is sophomoric at best.”
And much like a brutal winter wind that grows with rage, tearing down everything in its cold and deadly path, Kanye took to Twitter.
Then it got weirdly and unnecessarily personal.
Then he wandered back to music.
Then personal again.
Kanye West, again, is the gift that keeps on giving.