Kanye West, you might imagine, is the sort of man who knows how to cope with hardship. A "if life gives you lemons, you have your lemon clean-up guy paged to get the fuck over and take care of these lemons" type of bloke.
A lukewarm review? It would be water off an expensive waterproof jacket with diamond buttons for him.
Not so. Entertainment Weekly could only find it in its heart to give him a B+ for his gig. Kanye wasn't happy. So much so, he blogged about it:
We love the way he worries about "dignifying" the review by reacting to it, although by that point he was already fucking the entire staff of the magazine.
There's also something curious about his insistence that you can only come to watch him if you're going to like it - how would you know before it starts? Would you have to leave halfway through if you think Kanye's starting to flag?
Still, Kanye's right - he's not a pop star. We're not quite sure what he is, but he's no pop star.
[Thanks to James P for the link]