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If only I captured footage of H.A.M. and Niggas in Paris, or Rihanna. Crazy gig

Spent last night experiencing one of the best concerts I have ever been to; hands down the most massive display of human deification I have ever witnessed. Kanye West and Jay-Z held the attention of close to 20,000 people for over two hours; raised above the heads of their reverent subjects on luminous pedestals that projected images of lions, eagles, and sharks, all interspersed with giant-sized versions of their laser-lit faces. 

They ran through material from their duetted album as well as solo tracks and even had support on a couple of songs from surprise guest Rihanna and while both men managed the stage with the confidence and charisma of seasoned professionals for me Kanye stole the show.

Jay-Z added fresh weight to his claim of being ‘the best rapper alive’ and wowed the crowd with off the cuff, acapella freestyles mixed in between classics like Hard Knock Life and Run This Town Tonight but Kanye’s presence, staging, and vocal intensity just proved - to my mind at least - that he is truly an icon; a star whose actions both in front of and behind the mic have propelled him to the highest pantheon of performers imaginable. 

There’s no denying that Jay-Z is a great writer and a great rapper but Kanye lives and breathes for performance. During the sixth (that’s right, sixth) rendition of encore of Niggas In Paris Jay was finally beginning to flag while Kanye still had the manic grin of an evangelical preacher plastered across his face.

As he beamed up to the nosebleeds there was a second where I felt as though he truly believed that he died in that accident because, as far as he’s concerned, ‘this must be Heaven.’