I was gonna say something about only Miguel’s coffee being able to wake Wiz out of his stoned haze for this smooth morning groove, but turns out its Wale. A fresh brew all the same.
I know I’m not the first, but can we reflect on how a teenage skate collective spawned Tyler, Earl Sweatshirt, and Frank Ocean? Were these geniuses lucky to cross paths? Or were they always artists, emboldened by a team, a community of their own design? A lot of people might take that as “lol those kids would never make it on their own,” but I’m more interested in the freedom, the lack of self-consciousness engendered by a team fully supportive of your efforts. “We’re all creating, so just create.” Anyway, even though I worry that Tyler is being consumed by the Pharrell Effect (all dreamy funk and falsettos), he remains dedicated to sounding interesting & fresh. Whereas Earl is a lyricist and Frank croons, Tyler pushes at production, balancing “DEATHCAMP” on the edge of a prison riot riff.
many people know that violence begets violence but what they also do not know is that peace begets violence, an eye for an eye makes the whole world blind unless i claim your eyes first you weak soonblind hippie, should’ve sold your eyes while you had the chance, this whole world about to be full of blind people and then me starin at em
Lost for Words by Pref ID
Very good Corolla music.