Spike Jonze and Kanye West team up again for 'Only One' video
Kanye, king of ah-wait-no-way-you’re-kidding-he-didn’t-just-do-what-I-think-he-did-did-he? collaboration, has teamed up with auteur of the dispossessed Spike Jonze again for a sensitive music video featuring his daughter North West (that is actually her name).
The left-field duo first worked together on a short film We Were Once A Fairytale, which portrays Kanye as a drunk, arrogant rapper who needs to exorcise his demons. Must have been a hard role for him to get into.
Both collaborations feature Spike’s trademark lo-fi production and emotional spirit. This new track also features Paul McCartney. Say what you like about his messianism (it’s provocative I love it), Kanye is anything but predictable and his introspective/experimental style suits Spike’s perfectly.
Here’s the Spike video. Cute.
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