A year ago it would have been hard to imagine that there would come a time when we would hear too much from Frank Ocean. Back then we at BULLETT were obsessively following the forthcoming release of Blond, an album that somehow, miraculously, lived up to the hype. But now that the flood gates have been opened, it seems as though Frank Ocean can’t stop releasing music, and I never thought I’d say this, but gee, I wish he would.
Ocean oft debuts his new tracks at the end of his radio show (a sure fire way to pull in listeners, no doubt) and shortly thereafter the singles pop up on streaming service. The first of such tracks, “Chanel,” was pretty good – meandering and strange, but in the best way. Definitely as good as the worst tracks on Blond. Next came “Biking,” featuring Jay Z and Tyler, the Creator. This track is pretty excellent as a standalone (who can argue with those features?) but still… is this Frank’s best?
Then, this week, to my horror, came “Lens,” a song so mediocre I can’t help but wonder what the hell Frank Ocean was thinking. With that horrific autotune, distinctively more horrific than any autotune used on Blond, and uninspired piano line, it seriously begins to sound like a T-Payne song. Please, for the love of god, make it stop.
Now I’m not saying that Frank Ocean has seen his shadow and he needs to go back underground for another three years, but what I am saying is, please, Frank, slow your roll. For an artist that was specifically quality over quantity, this is heartbreaking.