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It’s time we talked about the elephant in the room. The Blonde elephant. I’m referring,cheap air jordans, of course, to US neo-soul superstar Frank Ocean’s long-awaited, self-sabotagingly over-hyped and largely unsatisfying second record. Not that many people seem to have noticed. Blonde has gone straight to number one on the UK and US album charts, and received uniformly positive reviews, veering from warm admiration to breathless gushing.


The thing is, Blonde just isn’t good enough. It’s messy and stilted, pompous and indulgent, somehow at once overblown and disconcertingly slight. After a queasy publicity parade over the last few months – for which Ocean himself must share the blame – the man once feted as the new Stevie Wonder has missed the mark with the music.









Frank Ocean performs on stage at the 55th annual Grammy Awards in 2013






In the interest of full disclosure, I should make this clear: I adore Frank Ocean. Since first hearing his brilliant mixtape Nostalgia, Ultra back in 2011, I’ve been hooked on his velvety tenor and his heartbreaking, spectral falsetto. I’ve devoured his guest spots on Kanye W... Jay-Z’s Watch the Throne, and his collaborations with members of California hip-hop collective Odd Future (which he started out as a member of). His 2012 debut album, Channel Orange, is a masterpiece, and my favourite album of the last five years. It still makes me think and feel and dance and sing and cry just as much as when I first heard it.


But over the last four years, Channel Orange’s follow-up has been hyped to a ludicrous degree,cheap retro jordans, with a bizarre circus of stories, release dates missed, websites launched,cheap jordan shoes, cryptic social media posts,cheap jordans free shipping, snippets of woozy instrumental music and Ocean doing woodwork,cheap authentic jordans, leaked pages of a magazine accompanying the album… It’s all reeked of marketing strategy, the attempt to synthesise a sort of mythic aura around the album.


You might argue, then,jordan shoes, that my response to Blonde is borne out of what I like to call “The Life of Pablo Syndrome” – when an album is so talked about,http://users.atw.hu/promotionscorp/index.php?site=forum_topic&topic=16762cheapjordanshoesfreeshipping.com/bolg, so long in gestation,cheap jordans for sale, suddenly so culturally omnipotent, it can’t possibly live up to its hysteria. Yet Kanye West’s album,cheap real jordans, released this year, was strong. Yes, it was challenging and bombastic but also full of memorable songs, only dragged down in places by West’s sometimes-spiteful compulsion to offend. I had been feeling cynical and sceptical about the album – but, ultimately, the music spoke for itself and won me round.









Endless, Frank Ocean's visual album






Unfortunately, the same hasn’t been true for Ocean. The teasing “video album”, Endless, which preceded Blonde this month, was a smudgy, confounding 45 minutes of half-formed b-sides and wobbly muzak – with the exception of an Isley Brothers cover and the dreamy Rushes – accompanied by a pointless black and white film of Ocean playing around with some power tools. Not exactly seminal.


When Blonde dropped two days later, it was almost as formless, puzzling and navel-gazing, with blurry songs phasing in and out and mumbled lyrics. At best, with its half-Beatles covers (White Ferrari), silly interludes (Facebook Story), and misspelling of "Blond" on the album cover, Blonde seems flippant in a sort of painfully meticulous way. At worst, it seems perverse – most of the vocals in first track (and supposed lead single) Nikes are pitch-shifted to chipmunk levels, for instance, and there are only drums on five of the songs.




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The influence of British electronic soul singer-songwriter James Blake, who worked on the record with Ocean, looms large over Blonde. Blake’s third album, this year’s The Colour In Anything, was similarly flawed and self-indulgent, over-prepared yet undercooked. But where Blake has always operated in song sketches, on Blonde Ocean often reduces things to doodles – or, worse,http://www.tocandoecantando.pmmc.com.br/index.php/en/forum/newtopic.htmlcheapjordanshoesfreeshipping.com/bolg, scribbles. This style doesn’t suit him. He’s at his best being hauntingly direct, framing his empathetic musings with sharp, sweet melody and concrete songform – as he does throughout Channel Orange.


On Blonde, the curation of a “vibe” has taken precedence over the songs. There are moments where the fog clears and everything gorgeously coalesces: on the honeyed, doleful vignette Ivy, or the smooth, nocturnal neo-soul of Pink + White, the closest thing to a banger that Blonde can offer. But these moments are too few.
















Given the success of Channel Orange, there was immense pressure on Ocean to deliver again, and a portion of the hype around Blonde was certainly beyond his control. But it’s unsettling how complicit he seems to have been elsewhere. Take the Boys Don’t Cry magazine released alongside the album, for example, which straddles almost Spinal Tap levels of pop parody and cringeworthy self-importance. In it, you could read a long interview with Ocean’s mother, a poem Kanye West wrote about McDonalds or browse a lengthy list of Ocean’s favourite songs. The latter, duly featuring Kratfwerk, The Beatles, Aphex Twin, The Smiths and Nina Simone, mirrors that signposted projection of cool once witnessed on 14-year-olds’ MySpace pages.


Meanwhile, the magazine’s excruciating manifesto is a meandering stream-of-consciousness about cars, drugs and cities around the world. I’ve read it five times and I still have no idea what it’s trying to achieve.









Frank Ocean performing in New Orleans






Ocean isn’t a stranger to stimulating hype. Before the release of Channel Orange, he posted a blog addressing his sexuality, essentially coming out. Yet this provided priceless context and layered meaning to the album. It seemed well judged, brave, sincere, necessary. The sideshow around Blonde only amounts to a bewildering effort to appear arch and detached.


For superfans like me, there’s no need panic just yet. Ocean is 28 and only two albums into what should still be a fertile and rewarding career. His ability to challenge, surprise, experiment and inspire gives us plenty of reason to cherish him. I just hope next time he lets the music do the talking.





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