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Father Stretch My Hands Pt. 1


It’s been a minute since I was excited about Kanye West releasing new music. Watch The Throne was probably the last. I’ve been a  Kanye fan since 2000 when I saw he produced “This Can’t Be Life” on Jay Z’s The Dynasty: Roc La Familia  so I will always want him to drop classics as often as possible but recently I’ve employed my fall back game when it comes to the release of random singles.

I’m not about to front today like I was supered geeked about The Life of Pablo. Truth be told, I wasn’t going to believe  ‘Ye was dropping an album until it was playing on my Beats headphones through whichever streaming service (Tidal in this case) had first rights.

I woke up Sunday morning reading tweets, Facebook statuses and Instagram posts about a return of the old Kanye and I got excited. Don’t me wrong though, I’m a firm believer in Hov’s “Nigga’s want my old shit, buy my old album” credo. I love when artists grow, experiment and transition. Selfishly though, in my Kanye fandom, I’ve longed for a return to the newness that was Kanye in the early 2000s.

Whether that longing proves to be a pipe dream is yet to be discovered but whatever happens,  I’ll always have “Father Stretch My Hands Pt. 1.”

While I find it foolish to label an album classic after one day of listening, my philosophy on grading songs allows for a shorter review time. The formula is simple: if after two back to back spins (four in a row) I still want more…it’s a classic son.

So that’s what “Father Stretch My Hands Pt. 1” is.

First things first — the sample; a jazzy rendition of  “Father I Sretch My Hands” led by Pastor T.L. Barrett supported by an energetic children’s choir. I mean, I know I haven’t been in church in a stretch but I don’t remember the songs sounding this good. Typical gospel songs are heavy on the vocals and rather light on the instrumentation but Barrett’s version of this song is quite soulful.

The samples lives for about 16 seconds before it gives way to a beautiful buildup facilitated by the voices of the children’s choir. Future’s voice let’s two things be known: 1) Metro Boomin’ was involved in thus process and 2) your ears are about to receive audio blessings.

Then the beat drops.


Fight the temptation to get over consumed in the beat and appreciate this Kid Cudi appearance for a second; it’s been a while.

Then there’s Kanye who just wants to feel liberated. I’ll let his lyrics speak for themselves.

I’ll revisit a review of the entire album after more digestion. For now, this song will continue to be played at ignorant levels each morning.


Kanye Signs Q-Tip To G.O.O.D. Music

Though the fans want the feeling of A Tribe Called Quest, but all they got left is a guy called West

Welp, looks like the fans will get that feeling of A Tribe Called Quest brought to them by Mr. West as Kanye has reportedly signed former ATQ frontman Q-Tip to his G.O.O.D. Music label. Not wasting any time, Q-Tip has already announced an album, The Last Zulu, will be released in 2013.

Are you excited? I am.

Kanye: Go Hard Or Stay Home

We tote guns to the Grammy’s, pop bottles on the White House lawn/ Guess I’m just the same old Shawn

Jay-Z – “So Ghetto” 1999

Those were the type of lyrics you’d hear from Jay-z 10 years ago.

These days he’s performing with Coldplay at the Grammy’s and is more likely to be popping bottles inside the White House than on the lawn.

You can follow me to the White House, get your suit up/ Yall stuck on being hardcore, I chuck a deuce up

MJ at summer jam, Obama on the text/ Yall should be afraid of what I’m gonna do next

A small part of the reason that the president is black/ I told him I got him when he hit me on the jack

– Various lines from Blueprint 3

Clearly Jay has gotten his political weight up in the years since his 1996 debut, which for a rapper is a mighty accomplishment.

But on Sunday, however, Kanye almost set the Roc-A-Fella movement back a few steps with his impromptu hi-jacking of Taylor Swift’s acceptance speech.

You know you’ve made a boo boo when the president, albeit off- record, speaks on your actions.

It’s time for Jay to either sit Kanye down and tell him some things, or totally distance himself from ‘Ye and his antics.

It may seem minor, but when the President of the United States is calling your only label mate a “jackass”, it’s not a good look.

Taylor Swift’s appearance on The View, a show with an Oprah-esque type of influence, didn’t help either. During her visit she told the ladies about how she felt during the award show and how Kanye hadn’t contacted her personally.

Bad look.

West has since apologized on his blog, on Jay Leno and eventually to Swift herself.

P.S. If Kanye wants to make a real statement at an award show, he should study Snoop Dogg circa 1995 at the Source Awards:

Now that’s gangsta.