The Reemergence of Travis Scott
Travis Scott prowls around the top of the huge, rambling faux-stone construction that will, in a few days, begin serving as the stage for his Circus Maximus tour. Sometimes he sings, sometimes he stops. As he does so, he visits different parts of the structure, which seems part battlement, part ancient ruin, part lonely asteroid, part coral island risen out of the sea, strewn with a miscellany of roundish faux-stone heads of varying sizes and facial expressions. It’s surprisingly jarring to see Scott perform his songs without the full-on total commitment that is his trademark style, but right now is clearly about something else. It feels like he’s trying to figure things out that only he can figure out, working out the rules in a world he created.
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