It’s been a few days since Frank Ocean’s Endless and Blonde fell like manna from the heavens. Frank’s missed deadlines and delays caused more suffering than 40 years of aimless desert-wandering, driving some Reddit users to the verge of legally defined sanity. In the midst of this purgatory of suffering, I got to thinking about a special night that happened a year ago. And it happened with a man who never disappoints.
That’s right, I’m about to tell you about the night I spent with Miguel.