At some points Ye was napping, in others he was doing push-ups with people in the room hyping him up. There were even moments where Kanye just stood there in his tiny brick room alone, staring at the camera. It was all very odd and abstract, but it acted as a perfect prelude for the spectacle that Mr. West was preparing to deliver.
Even though it was meant to be just an album listening session, Donda’s second event felt like a fusion between live theater and an electrifying hip-hop concert. A thick veil of smoke enveloped the arena as I and thousands of other spectators waited for Kanye to appear.
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