Odd Future associate Frank Ocean will release his own print magazine-the album of the journalism world-to go along with his upcoming Boys Don't Cry. The songs of Kendrick Lamar, 27, are so album-dependent that many fans' opinion of his single "i" flipped once they heard it in its To Pimp a Butterfly context: What felt like feel-good radio bait became a crucial spot of light in a dark journey. Tyler is not alone among musicians his age in proudly resisting the incentives to make playlist-friendly one-offs. Appreciating them fully means appreciating their place in the track-listing if heard as part of a Pandora mix, you’d press skip. It’s more a collage of moments than a collection of songs, and some of those moments verge on brilliance, like on the psych-soul epic "Fucking Young / Perfect" and the explosive diss track "The Brown Stains of Darkeese Latifah Parks 6-12 (Remix)" (check out those parody-prog-rock titles). But he's made a surprisingly nuanced album that careens from noise avalanches to Golden Oldie’s-style singalongs to gorgeous jazz instrumentals. That might seem like a funny idea given Tyler's ALL-CAPS writing style, cartoonish growl of a voice, and his propensity to sling the word “faggot” for shock value (at least it's meta this time: "critic faggots was shook / so I told 'em that I'll exchange the word ‘faggot’ with ‘book’"). This isn’t just special pleading Cherry Bomb really does take close attention to really enjoy. Logistically, promotionally, and artistically, batch releasing has clear benefits. LISTEN TO IT FOR A WHILE.” Elsewhere in his Twitter feed, he says that though physical copies of the album won't be available for weeks, fans should buy it on iTunes ("fuck streaming"). Later, after a semi-surprise release on iTunes and streaming sites and with no advanced listens made available to press, he chided the Internet rapid-response machine that developed precisely in response to releases like his: “ALBUM BEEN OUT FOR 30 HOURS HOW THE FUCK CAN YOU REVIEW IT.
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IN YOUR ROOM OR CAR RIDE.” That’s Tyler on Twitter, telling fans how to consume Cherry Bomb. On Monday, he released his fourth album, Cherry Bomb, the ultimate old-school listening experience from the ultimate Internet brat. In the years since they emerged on the scene, the critical excitement has died down but Tyler's young fan base has grown and become more fervent. Tyler, the Creator’s debut one, Bastard-15 songs held together by an ongoing dialogue between the rapper and his therapist (played by Tyler)-turned out to be a landmark of rap in the new millennium. But they also released, and still do release, full-fledged albums. Many of Odd Future's songs came out in mixtape-like compilations, posted to blogs. In their lyrics and in their fame, they felt like a digital-era first: comments-section trolls come to life, made popular at the speed of tweets. On Tumblr and YouTube, the mostly teenage clan of Southern Californians posted raucous yet intoxicating songs whose lyrics often featured fantasies about rape and murder-and were rewarded with The New York Timeswriteups, a Comedy Central series, and endorsements from Eminem and Kanye West. But perhaps the most surprising sign of the album's health came this week from Tyler, the Creator, a 24-year-old provocateur who theoretically should have no fealty to old ways of doing things.Īnyone terrified of the Internet’s effect on music, or on the minds of young people, got their perfect bogeyman back in 2010 with the arrival of the Tyler's hip-hop collective Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All, or Odd Future for short. There was Taylor Swift, who wrote a love letter to the album in The Wall Street Journal and then pulled 1989 from streaming sites that made it available for free. There was Beyoncé's hugely successful self-titled record in late 2013, released at once without warning, with a music video for every track. And yet: Albums, really album-y albums-with careful sequencing, integral cover art, and recurring themes-keep getting made.
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