With two albums, Endless and Blonde, and a hefty magazine in Boys Don’t Cry having been released just days apart, chances are we’ll be unpacking Frank Ocean‘s multi-layered 2016 release for years to come. And while the musical component(s) is (are) as dense and messy and beautiful as anything we’ve heard this year, the magazine offers a brilliant companion piece to the release.
The collection of photos, interviews, essays, poems and screenplays offers a an intimate glimpse into memories from four years on the lam. Contributors include Kanye West, Om’Mas Keith, Lil B, Chassol and a poem, “Tricolor,” written by Tyler, The Creator, which is available for you to read in full down below. Frank’s camp seems to be plotting a non-pop-up release of the magazine, but in the meantime, you can get acquainted with at least this piece while we wait. Frank Ocean’s Endless and Blonde albums are available as Apple Music exclusives for the next two weeks. Hit the link to dive in.
a the early chapters of my book included bus passes
now its tire traction off like fuck crashes, ask him how?
insurance higher than the lease bill, run flats when the feet peel
fish tail, the boy eats meals, tummy ache from my cheap thrills
granny hug the way the seat feel, on the left turn, leave the neck burned
from the frost bit links, size of an earth worm, wasted on last check earned
i’m, expecting this so it aint odd, two 5’s on the paint job, lactose, wide body, fat ghost
grannys watch over me when i act slow, rev till i plateau
keys sorted on the hip, jeff gordon is his mind, life’s forza on the strip
switch gears like i take breaths, wish i had 8
left 6 got skipped, went to 7th from the 5th
more advance than your average,
i like coupes, two shit
when my friends pull up, stops turn into a pageant
but until i get that enzo, its chapter uno
but i know what that bus pass turned into, its magic
Los Angeles, California
Text by Tyler the Creator