Omigod. His talent… It’s–it’s blinding me….

Well, that’s the risk you run when you step into the same room with Kanye West. Just ask Ivan Solotaroff, who interviewed Kanye for Details magazine. Either Kanye stipulated that Solotaroff give him the mother of all ego massages, complete with happy ending and bonus oral, or Solotaroff was Machiavellian enough to create a comfort zone that gave Kanye all the room he needed to display his terrifyingly bloated talent/ego. The interview is studded with gems, so we’ll just highlight a couple. On the blinding talent thing:

One of the problems with being a bubbling source of creativity—it’s like I’m bubbling in a laboratory, and if you don’t put a cap on it, at one point it will, like, break the glass. If I can hone that . . . then I have, like, nuclear power, like a superhero, like Cyclops when he puts his glasses on.”

Actually, Cyclops unleashed his power when he took off his glasses, but let’s not quibble. Anyway, the comparison between Kanye unleashing his creativity and Cyclops putting on his glasses is probably more apt than Kanye knows. But it’s not enough for Kanye to bubble and steam like a one-man Chernobyl of creativity. That’s just one expression of Kanye’s bubbling, seething libido, a trait that appeared when Kanye was just twelve years old, channeling his precocious sexual drive into designing video games:

My game was very sexual. The main character was, like, a giant penis. It was like Mario Brothers, but the ghosts were, like, vaginas. Mind you, I’m 12 years old, and this is stuff 30-year-olds are programming. You’d have to draw in and program every little step–it literally took me all night to do a step, ’cause the penis, y’know, had little feet and eyes.”

And here we are less than twenty years later, all of us enjoying the firehose blast of Kanye’s artistically creative sexuality. Evidently time really flies when you’re a chronic wanker.