AVB and I were spending the night in, flipping between a dozen different shows: Top Chef, Iron Chef, The Office, real college-white-people jawns. The VMAs were also on that night, and since neither of us had seen it since we were teens we ended up watching more of it than I expected or really wanted.
It was the typical nouveau-MTV fare; less music than exhibition, more DeadMau5 than Aphex Twin (literally). I had heard that Kanye was performing his new track for the finale and since he very rarely disappoints in terms of spectacle (biggest miss: live performance of “Love Lockdown” at these same awards a few years back) I made sure we watched the last 30 minutes.
We’ve all seen the performance so I won’t go into the specifics. I will however describe what I said when Pusha T came out:
I will never forgive you, Pusha.
AVB gave me a confused sideways glance. She had no idea who he was, and neither did any of the kids who were in that dancing well thing.
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