Kanye West breaks down on stage
Kanye West surprised fans on Saturday by performing in Paris only a week after his mother’s mysterious death. Kanye had been reclusive and not only skipped the 12th Annual Victoria’s Secret fashion show but also his mother’s memorial service. But Kanye’s emotions got the best of him towards the end of his performance when he attempted to dedicate the song “Hey Mama” to his late mother, according to People:
“He just cracked,” one attendee tells PEOPLE, “He was at the end of his concert and had just started to dedicate the song and then he just lost it completely.”
“He said the word, ‘Mother’ and just couldn’t go any further,” Le Parisien journalist Meddy Magloire said. “A back-up singer, the DJ and a guitar player came over to console him. It looked like he might collapse. He just couldn’t continue. He just stood there in a spotlight, crying while the band continued playing.”
The audience showed Kanye some love and applauded while shouting words of encouragement:
The band restarted the song, but West left the stage, returning after 10-15 minutes to conclude the concert with a rousing performance of “Stronger.”
“He was very nervous, seemed to have gathered himself up, and had a lot of energy,” Magloire says. “He kept shouting out to the audience, ‘I need you… I need you right now.’ and the public was screaming back. It was magic.”
While I don’t condone men crying, I’ll let this one slide. Kanye West’s mother died and he attempted to dedicate a song to her. That’s some emotional stuff, I suppose. I wouldn’t know seeing as I have no mother. I was grown in a test tube to battle terrorism and cure cancer. Some people might say that getting drunk at a strip club every morning then playing video games all day is accomplishing neither of these goals. I just have to ask these people, why do you hate America so much? And, also, why can’t I find a gentlemen’s club with decent Wi-Fi? This one blows and I’m pretty sure the chick dancing in front of me has a moustache. Wait, they all have moustaches. And, now that I think about it, Adam’s apples, too. Hmm, why is an alarm going off in my head? Oh, I’m out of beer. Waitress!