Complex magazine today revealed their latest cover with Wale featuring Jerry Seinfeld, as well as the cover story which focuses on Wale’s forthcoming album The Album About Nothing. With The Album About Nothing, Wale aims to get back to his roots and give back to his core fans, naming the album in a similar style to one of his most successful mixtapes – The Mixtape About Nothing – and including features from Jerry Seinfeld himself. In order to give his fans a better look at the making of the album, Wale is documenting the entire process through his “The Vlog About Nothing” video series, shedding light on the creative process and his experience leading up to the album’s release.
In the new issue, the artist and comedian discuss a multitude of topics ranging from sneakers to professional wrestling, Twitter to strip clubs, and even suicidal tendencies. Here’s an excerpt from the interview:
Interesting sneaker choice, going with the Huaraches today, Jerry. Internet rumors say you have more than 500 pairs of sneakers.
Jerry Seinfeld: Nobody has 500 of anything.
Wale: I beg to differ.
JS: You have 500 sneakers?
W: Yeah. [Laughs.]
JS: Well, I never had that many.
W: I’ve lost 500 sneakers. I have two sneaker rooms, one in L.A. and one in Jersey. And I have what is essentially a sneaker room in my mother’s house.
JS: Why is it so important? To feel right?
W: I don’t know. White shoes make me happy. Remember? There’s a song on the album called “White Shoes.” On it, Jerry says he was wearing white shoes and a lady stopped him on the street and asked him why he liked white shoes. He said, “I don’t know. They make me happy.” The idea for the record was to call it “White Shoes” because, where we come from, it’s such a vanity thing. That’s the first thing a woman would notice on you, the shoes.
JS: They say you judge a man by his wife, his car, and his shoes. Those three things will tell you everything you need to know him. I got into white sneakers because of Billy “White Shoes” Johnson and Joe Namath. Those were the two guys wearing white in the NFL. All of a sudden, the game had a lot more flair.
When’s the last time you were in a strip club, Jerry?
JS: A bachelor party in the mid-’90s. I went reluctantly. You know, you go there and it’s just…you know.
W: It’s not all it’s cracked up to be sometimes.
JS: It’s exactly what it’s cracked up to be. It’s just not cracked up that high.
W: Well, Magic City is an experience.
JS: Is that in Atlanta? I don’t know what that is. But I know what girls are.
W: Yeah. Never say never. You have social gatherings at Magic City. Chicken socials and shit like that. You just go there with your friends. It’s different. I’ve done interviews at Magic City.
JS: I know what you’re saying. I understand chicken and naked women.
W: Can’t beat that.
JS: I’d actually rather just have the chicken. I can’t eat chicken and look at strippers at the same time.
W: It’s an acquired taste. Literally.
JS: How about oatmeal and strippers?
W: No, see that’s lumpy, creamy, weird, sticky.
JS: But a wing is a mess!
W: Not necessarily. When you have napkins and proper shit like that, it’s cool. Oatmeal is disgusting. Oatmeal and strippers. That’s repugnant.
Be sure to head over to Complex for the entire piece.