Fifty Shades of Kanye

I’m not much for watching award shows; however, I do get some insight as to what happens on them through the media. Collections of reads are the basis for my comments.

Everyone has been talking about Kanye West’s behavior toward Beck. Several artists, such as John Legend, thought Kanye’s walk on stage was funny when Beck won for Album of the Year. In fact, he said, “When I said that was funny and people should lighten up about it, that’s what I meant.” Yet, I don’t, nor do many others find anything funny about an artist taking away another artist’s moment.

I wonder how it would have played out if someone did that to Kanye, especially a white artist. Would Jesse Jackson, Al Sharpton, and the NAACP demand an apology and ask the Academy to ban the white artist? I’m not making this a racial issue, just pointing out that there is no doubt we’d hear the shouts from the African-American community, so what makes Kanye’s actions any different. This wasn’t his first incident.

The Academy members from the recording arts and music community submitted secret ballots. Since artistry is subjective, those members chose the music they liked and felt deserved acknowledgements. For Kanye to say Beck needs to show some respect and hand over his award to Beyoncé is absurd, rude, and encourages the young into thinking it’s okay to speak your mind whenever and however you want.

Here’s part of his rant, “If they want real artists to keep coming back, they need to stop playing with us…And, at this point, we tired of it.” First off, Kanye needs some literacy classes and a better understanding of ‘artist.’ Beyoncé is an entertainer. Her bio states she is a songwriter, record producer, actress, and businesswoman. Beck’s bio states he is a singer-songwriter, musician, and producer. He has played many of the instruments in his music. From what I’ve read, Beck is more of a music artist than Beyoncé. So the misled Kanye needs some guidance regarding who he considers a ‘real artist.’ If you’re going to slam someone for lack of talent, don’t do it at an awards show, and have some facts to back up your claims.

As I said earlier, artistry is subjective, which brings me to the next subject, Fifty Shades of Grey by E.L. James. I didn’t read the book, nor will I watch the movie. Again, my comments stem from a variety of reading outlets. This book has been the top subject since the movie release. It is receiving negative reviews from some doctors about how this will affect young people. From what I read, we should also worry about how this impacts literacy. I understand the doctors’ concerns, especially when there are plenty of people out there who lack sane judgment, such as this alleged one “Sex assault charges tied to ‘Fifty Shades of Grey’ movie,” but BDSM isn’t harmful to the average reader. If the younger generations can’t decipher between fantasy and reality, then we have bigger problems other than this book.

This isn’t the first popular book about a destructive relationship. I bought and never finished Beautiful Disaster by Jamie McGuire. Instead, I whipped it across the room. Both of these started out as self-published books and went traditional, and both do not meet basic writing standards, such as character development and plot, pace, and writing style. This supports my belief that traditional publishing has declined when it comes to writing. The big houses want quantity over quality, which probably contributes to the decay of the English language.

Fifty Shades of Grey has influenced people, and at the same time, exposed the literacy level. I’ve read many times over that story trumps writing. And in some instances, I would agree, except for this one. To understand what many writers and readers were saying regarding this poorly written book, I read articles, blogs, and reviews, and this review from DS from LA convinced me and provided me with a few laughs. Below are a couple of things this reviewer wrote about Fifty Shades of Grey.

The pseudonymous British author sets the action (such as it is) in Washington State… for no reason than that her knowledge of America apparently consists of what she read in “Twilight”… but the entire first-person narrative is filled with Britishisms. How many American college students do you know who talk about “prams,” “ringing” someone on the phone, or choosing a “smart rucksack” to take “on holiday”?

And oh, the repetition…and the repetition…and the repetition.

According to my Kindle search function, characters roll their eyes 41 times, Ana bites her lip 35 times, Christian’s lips “quirk up” 16 times, Christian “cocks his head to one side” 17 times, characters “purse” their lips 15 times, and characters raise their eyebrows a whopping 50 times. Add to that 80 references to Ana’s anthropomorphic “subconscious” (which also rolls its eyes and purses its lips, by the way), 58 references to Ana’s “inner goddess,” and 92 repetitions of Ana saying some form of “oh crap” (which, depending on the severity of the circumstances, can be intensified to “holy crap,” “double crap,” or the ultimate “triple crap”).

There are so many highly talented writers in the genre… and erotica is so much more erotic when the author has a command of the language and can make you care about the characters.

I’d like to touch on the above observations. The first one about the novel’s setting and British slang would drive me crazy. Why doesn’t it bother more Americans that the setting doesn’t coincide with the words? It would be like the Hobbit having a southern dialect. It’s as funny as Madonna pretending to have a British accent. http://youtu.be/eWb2bhCqCUc

As a writer, I go through several revisions to make sure my sentence structures are good, characters and plot fleshed out, and I’m not repetitive with action and words. Sometimes I don’t realize until my third edit/revision that I used ‘laugh’ 50 times, or the characters twisted their neck every tenth page. Are my books flawless? Is this blog post flawless? No. There isn’t a flawless book out there. But a devout writer and/or reader can see whether the author put in the time and hard work to learn the craft, because that’s what artistry is about.

There are plenty of talented writers in this genre and others. And erotica IS much more than blushing and flushing (stated 125 times), murmuring (199 times), inner goddess (I don’t even know what that means), and grinning and frowning (each 124 times). Words ignite an image in our heads that fires up emotion—gets the juices flowing and the desire. Inner goddess doesn’t do anything to my nether region other than make me laugh. Does body shattering, gasps, and he’s hot really get the majority hot and heavy?

If you’re eighteen or older, and are curious about how I write erotica, please click on the below tabs to read my poems. They have a bit more detail, some might consider crass, that keeps with the realistic goal of dirty fun.

  • Lover of Mine
  • Crimson Lover
  • Sex and Cheap Wine

Lover of mine, show the way

Of how you learned to kiss and play.

Lay me down, without a sound,

Hands touch, lips merge, then I’m bound.

Close my eyes, enhance your touch

Grip my breasts, but not too much.

Spread my thighs, ready to ride,

Change your mind and open wide.

Tongue glides down, tango my clit

Buck and moan, as I see fit.

Beg for you, to fuck me now,

Cock in hand, begins to plow.

Long and hard, deep rhythmic thrusts,

Make me scream with orgasm lust.

Juices mix, while searching depth,

From length and wanted, bigger breadth.

Worship me throughout the night,

No longer feeling, my pussy tight.

Wee early light, our bodies plea,

When finally limp, deep inside me.

Ease me into a sequestered life

full of history and sinful delights.

My breasts tingle when you open my veins

to desire, release mortality’s chains.

For I had thought the provocative

a disgrace, lips have me ask to forgive.

My bodice unthreads, from skilled fingers,

slide down my damp skin that conquers

the yearning pleasure brewing inside

for so long, legs widen when I cried.

Pushes my clit against the fabric

while your breath plays in my ear like music.

You grab my ass, pulling me close

removing the rest of my disheveled clothes.

Our whispers blend, echoing the room

for you to fuck me deep into my womb

and enjoy every inch with long, hard thrusts

legs stretched out, nipples twist, make us cuss.

This perfect fuck as the undead

lean down to clean your still throbbing head.

My love floweth over

like a cheap glass of wine.

An old starlet has-been

secluded, unrefined.

No more parts to play

for an extravagant price,

only barstools with beer

looking for men to entice.

Wasn’t long ago

they sought my swollen crimson,

offering drinks and cocaine

to relieve their tension.

Foreplay wasn’t the same

the merest formality.

Lovers complained

but they lacked sexuality.

Ate ice cream and pussy

as though they’re alike

give them head anywhere,

use their cock as a spike.

Look back, not much changed

in the way I’m treated now,

except for how it ends,

I gather clothes, then take a bow.

What are your thoughts about Kanye and Fifty Shades of Grey? Why do you think the book was so successful? Good or bad, society took notice of Kanye and E.L. James.

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11 thoughts on “Fifty Shades of Kanye”

  1. Great topic!

    1) Beck plays 14 instruments, he’s released 12 albums, and he’s been playing since Beyonce was in diapers. That’s not to discredit Beyonce, as she’s just kinda in the middle of this and isn’t trying to act like she’s better than Beck, but for Kanye to act like Beck isn’t a “real artist” is just astoundingly idiotic. Hey jackass, Beck doesn’t use autotune but you do, so what does that make you?

    2) I think Fifty Shades of Grey of became popular because it’s different. Middle aged women who are bored with their husbands are reading about this ‘exciting’ stuff in the bedroom and aren’t even paying attention to the writing. Which is horrific. We read the book to make fun of it in a post, and writing aside (which is atrocious), and story aside (it has no story whatsoever), the sex is absolutely ridiculous.

    Example: Ana is a virgin when she meets him. The first time they do it, not only does it not hurt, but she orgasms roughly one million times. Even from him just touching her breasts. That’s it. Like, even just his very touch makes her go off like a firehose. Which, you know, is totally how it happens when you lose your virginity.

    Really, it’s a bored housewife’s wet dream. My fat husband won’t even look at me anymore, but this young billionaire/ helicopter pilot/classically trained pianist (yes, seriously) can make a woman orgasm just by looking at her.

    1. Awesome response! I’m guessing you listen to Beck and know a lot more about both artists than I do. Thanks for clarifying a few things.

      And thanks for enlightening me about Fifty Shades of Grey. Since you actually read it, and you’re guys, I enjoyed hearing about it from your perspective. LOL! Your example is spot on.

      I’m wondering. Can anyone make someone orgasm just by looking at them?

      1. I think we all know that if a man were capable of doing that that it’s not a power he’d use for good. In the middle of having dinner with the in-laws… at parent/teacher conferences… in church… I can’t think of any situation that power wouldn’t be funny to abuse.

  2. I am curious to know what exactly the inner goddess is and does it mean that men have an inner god? Or can men have an inner goddess too?

    The whole Kanye debacle really does show us his calibre as a person and an artist. I imagine what he was really doing when he did that was spiking controversy for himself instead of trying to claim adulation for Beyonce. Some people that is their drug of choice, staying in the eye of millions.

    1. Jon, If you ever figure out what the inner goddess is, please let me know. I guess if a woman has an inner goddess, a man does too. I mean, it’s only fair. 🙂

      Your assumption about spiking up controversy for himself is probably the crux of it. I love how you ended your comment, “Some people that is their drug of choice, staying in the eye of millions.”

  3. I was ready to leave facebook – I was so tired of every 3rd post being about 50 Shades. I don’t understand if the writing was that bad, the story so lame, and it sent all the wrong messages, why it’s such a hit. I hate having such a strong opinion when I haven’t read more than terrible snippets, but I trust my friends. I guess I don’t need to taste doggie doo to know it’s going to taste terrible. I had a friend say she enjoyed the books, I no longer will let her beta for me.
    Great post. Now, get busy on my next book, Tater. 😉

    1. June, I was sick of seeing it all over Facebook and everywhere else. Several of my friends and family loved the books. Since they did, I hadn’t said anything on Facebook about it, so that’s why I decided to voice my opinion on my blog. They never read my blog anyways. LOL!

      Danke! I will get busy on your next book. I’ve been in such a slump when it comes to reading, but I think I’ll pick it up with your book. 😀

  4. Beck is super talented and Kanye just comes across as a tiny person via his actions. Fifty Shades is what it is, but I hope it can be the gateway for some readers to discovers better erotica. At one point, the media practically acted like James invented the genre.

    1. Perfect description of Kanye, “a tiny person.”

      You’re right about how them media took off with it. Erotica has been around for a long time, and is certainly written better by many others.

  5. Excellent post, Denise. I agree. Kanye’s idea of “artistry” is clearly grounded in his huge ego and his oddly huge place in pop culture, a lot of which is shallow and ridiculous theater where he and his wife thrive. Beyonce and Beck are both victims here, but I really have to commend Beck for his approach to addressing the whole mess. He comes off as the real winner. Beyonce, of course, is a megastar entertainer and definitely doesn’t need Kanye in her corner messing things up 🙂 As for 50 shades, I always appreciate when a fellow writer does well. I just have no interest in the book or the film. Thanks for posting.

    1. Thanks, Frank. I appreciate you stopping by. I thought the way Beck responded to Kanye was classy. And, it’s very classy of you to say that you “appreciate when a fellow writer does well.”

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