I know there's been a lot of talk about my boyfriend, Kanye West, recently. He's understandably upset at being subjected to the worst Britney, and possibly the worst MTV Video Music Awards, performance on record. He was nominated for five awards and received none. And 50 Cent is chomping at the bit to succeed him as hip-hop's egomaniac in chief. Say what you will about Kanye's ego, his style is far more appealing to me than Fiddy's. This review says it better than I can.
And though I know it has its detractors, how could you not love a dude who samples Daft Punk?