Frank Ocean - "Lost". Frank Ocean has a buttercream silk shirt, and it's Versace. No-- No, he doesn't. A lesson in character. A reminder. Just because it is sung, sung like this, r&b, does not mean that it is true. No more it was for Frank Sinatra, no more than it is for the Mountain Goats. This is fiction. A cook and his girl, double D, jets skimming and tilting the land. Deliveries and holidays. And the narrator knows something is wrong here, despite the bounty, the sun-dry beats, the melody that rises effortlessly from a certain kind of life. Something is lost in the lie. [buy on iTunes]
John K Samson - "When I Write My Master's Thesis". John K Samson plays Grand Theft Auto and works on his master's thesis. No-- No, he doesn't. A lesson in character. A reminder. Just because it is sung, sung like this, joyful rock'n'roll, does not mean it is true. No more than it was for Notorious BIG, no more than it is for Dirty Projectors. John K is not into video games. He has never been a graduate student. This is fiction. A student and his manuscript, .DOCX, ambitions draining out through the kerning of the words. Deadlines and bibliography. And the narrator knows there is a wall up ahead that he can crash right through, if he is moving fast enough, to be met with banners and balloons and a shattered MacBook casing. It is not a race unless there is a finish-line. [buy]