Welcome to Getting’ Anchory, a semi-regular feature where Anchor Management (see what he did there?) rants about the aspects of popular culture that get him riled up, to appease the demon monkeys that live in his head. Also, to make fart jokes.
It all started on November 22, 2010. Pitchfork gave Kanye West’s latest album “My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy” a perfect 10. Ever since, I’ve had many discussions with hipsters friends to defend to quality of MBDTF and the fundamental appeal of hip-hop itself (the terms hip-hop and rap are commonly used interchangeably, which is fine, but to be accurate hip-hop is the entire subculture and rap is the music that comes out of that. I will use both terms to denote the music to reduce repetition. On with the show!). After the initial shock of Pitchfork giving a non-super obscure indie band a perfect score and the subsequent title spot on many year lists, there was an enormous backlash, mostly from people who either hadn’t listened to the album, hated Kanye as a person or disliked hip-hop in general. But their disliking of the album actually displayed a deeper grudge against all rap music.
