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Frank Ocean’s ‘Blonde’ Feels Like A Gift From God

By: Sam Fleming

Frank Ocean’s Channel Orange and Kanye West’s My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy are the only two albums that I feel truly changed my life. Maybe it is because I have played both so many times that they have soundtracked infinitely many memorable moments of my last few years, but both albums hold a special place in my heart and are critically acclaimed, groundbreaking projects from genre-defying artists.

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Frank Ocean (Finally) Released New Music And Stopped Trolling The World

Frank Ocean’s follow-up album has been so highly sought after for so long that it made its way into urban legend territory.

After four long years, the singer has finally ended his long-term test of the world’s patience and delivered new music in two projects. The first was 45-minute visual album entitled Endless, which can be streamed on Apple Music, and the second was Blonde, which was formerly titled Boys Don’t Cry

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Frank Ocean Posts Thoughts On Homophobia, Orlando and Religion

The world’s been clamoring for some kind of output from Frank Ocean after he shocked the world with Channel Orange, his debut album which also included his coming out as bisexual. And while the past four years haven’t seen much on the side of music, he’s still found a way to share his thoughts on society. (We still want the music though, Frank. Just sayin’…)

In his latest Tumblr post, Frank Ocean wrote a short essay to provide some insight into his thoughts on homophobia, both domestic and abroad, and the shooting in Orlando’s Pulse nightclub. Read it in full below.

Summer M.’s Finals Week

For many, today marks the beginnings of finals week, a slew of tests given at the end of the semester wherein students attempt to coherently regurgitate everything they learned last night while cramming. In this tradition, I’d like to assign several essay questions to a few folks who have some explaining to do. You know what they say: you can take the student out of the school, but you can’t take the school out of the student. Actually, “they” don’t say that at all. Who is “they,” anyway?

Each essay should be 8 – 10 double-spaced pages and cite at least 5 non-Wikipedia sources. Plagiarism is for suckas.

After the jump, check out the “student”, major, and essay topic.

Coming Out Stories: On Frank Ocean

I’ve spent the last week treading in the liquid of a queer-flavored ambivalence, trying to determine why the Anderson Cooper and Frank Ocean coming out announcements mean less to me than other people. I have seen enough episodes of Coming Out Stories and foolishly subjected myself and my partner to the awkward anti-climax of telling my father about my sexuality to know that helping folks who somehow don’t know how to use context clues with declarations of same-gender-lovingness is supposed to make one feel liberated, free, authentic. I know that my role is to stuff this blog entry full of words, symbolic pats on the back of Anderson, of Frank. Each paragraph should serve as a swell of applause for their bravery, I suppose. But there are enough of those posts already. And I try not to be disingenuous. So, I have spent the last week avoiding being pummeled by all of the congratulatory remarks for several reasons: 1. I needed to put words to my own feelings of ambivalence with as little outside influence as possible, 2. I read two responses to Frank Ocean’s apparent coming out and knew that something was terribly awry, and 3. Although I had treated both “announcements” similarly–that is, I made snarky remarks via Twitter and Facebook–I was also told that Frank Ocean’s coming out was more important than Anderson Cooper’s.


Bodies Diced Up On Drum Machines: Knowledge From New Choreographers

Our parents figured that their generation saw the end of “real” dancing. You know, they tell you that they danced artistically and romantically and that we have pioneered a tasteless substitute for sex. I’m embarrassed to say that I was starting to believe the hype, but this was before I paid attention to our generation of choreographers. Never has there been such a style that is so sensitive to both music and lyrics as that of our young people of color. Artists such as Ian Eastwood, Kenzo Alvares and Pat Cruz represent a new heritage of dance that brings the body, as an object of creative contortion, to the incomplete music of Hip Hop and R&B.    

Hip Hop Needs More Goblins

Seven months ago you couldn’t tell me that Odd Future would achieve mainstream representation; I guessed that they were a group of outlaws that would manage their own channels. And here my predictions have been assassinated: while Earl is under a boarding school in Samoa, Tyler has won MTV’s Best New Artist and Frank Ocean is chillin’ on Kanye’s throne. Not even thinking about the success of Goblin and the cult of young adults that follow behind him, the pack’s front man Tyler the Creator has been blown by the whole situation. If Tyler is serious about the stuff he’s been saying lately this could be an artist that leaves the indie game quickly, but with a legendary grace.