Like him or not, Lou Reed is a man who certainly lets you know what he doesnât like (and there are a great many things that he doesnât). So is it surprising, or not surprising at all, that this rock ânâ roll contrarian and front man of the Velvet Underground would turn out to be an enthusiastic fan of the Kanye West album âYeezus,â one of the yearâs most divisive pieces of music?
In a review published Tuesday at The Talkhouse, a Web site that says its goal is to âpromote dialogue between musicians who may never have interacted otherwise,â Mr. Reed places himself unequivocally in Mr. Westâs camp, rmarking that there âare moments of supreme beauty and greatnessâ on âYeezus,â and that the rapper himself âobviously can hear that all styles are the same, somewhere deep in their heart, thereâs a connection.â
âItâs all the sameâ stuff, Mr. Reed writes, using an expletive, âitâs all music â" thatâs what makes him great. If you like sound, listen to what heâs giving you. Majestic and inspiring.â
Mr. Reed raises questions about some of Mr. Westâs more provocative lyrics on âYeezus,â which he variously describes as tossed off, childish and âvery funny,â and he compares the synthesized buzzsaw sound that opens the record to flatulence.
But he also praises the track âBlood on the Leavesâ (which juxtaposes Mr. Westâs voice with samples of Nina Simoneâs âStrange Fruitâ) as âfascinating, aurally, nothing short of spectacular.â
And of Mr. Westâs feral growling on âI Am a God,â Mr. Reed writes:! âItâs not like a James Brown scream â" itâs a real scream of terror. It makes my hair stand on end. He knows they could turn on him in two seconds. By âtheyâ I mean the public, the fickle audience. He could kill Taylor Swift and it would all be over.â
Mr. Reed being who he is, he also finds room in his 1,800-word essay to defend his 1975 album âMetal Machine Music,â which the critic John Rockwell described in a review for The New York Times as âover an hour of screaming, steady-state electronic noiseâ that âwill convince many of his admirers that he has finally tripped over the line between outrageousness and sheer self-destructive indulgence.â
Mr. Reed counters, âI have never thought of music as a challenge. You always figure, the audience is at least as smart as you are. You do this because you like it, you think what youâre making is beautiful.â
âYeezusâ which sold 327,000 copies and was No. 1 on the Nielsen SoundScan chart in its first week of release, has elicited critical responses as polarizing as anything Mr. West has released in his career. Reviewing the album for The Times, Jon Pareles wrote, âThe music hurls Mr. Westâs rhymes like a catapult, an effect compounded by his vehement delivery. But the sound and attitude often say more than the actual words.â
But Mr. Reed says emphatically of Mr. West, âThe guy really, really, really is talented. Heâs really trying to raise the bar. No oneâs near doing what heâs doing, itâs not even on the same planet.â
(Mr. West did not immediately respond to Mr. Reedâs review, but, as someone who recently told The New York Times that something bearing his name is âsupposed to be pushing the furthest possibilities,â he presumably appreciates this particular compliment.)