The announcement arrives on the heels of his critically-acclaimed album CALL ME IF YOU GET LOST, which debuted at #1 on the Billboard 200 charts upon its release, as well as a trio of sold-out, underplay shows in Los Angeles, Dallas and New York City the week following the album's release, a show-stopping performance at this year's BET awards, and a headlining set at Lollapalooza 2021. Today, Tyler, The Creator announces his Spring 2022 North American tour with Kali Uchis, Vince Staples and Teezo Touchdown. After the success of IGOR, Tyler took a solo joyride: “Bought another car ’cause I ain’t know how to celebrate.” A chapter-closing gift for fans, The Estate Sale is a lake house afterparty.TYLER, THE CREATOR ANNOUNCES NORTH AMERICAN TOURĪCCOMPANIED BY KALI UCHIS, VINCE STAPLES & TEEZO TOUCHDOWNĬALL ME IF YOU GET LOST OUT NOW VIA COLUMBIA RECORDS The cover of The Estate Sale depicts Tyler in a similar position-gazing into the distance, suitcases in hand-though he would probably call them valises now. An estate sale insinuates the death of its owner: death of preconceived notions of success, death of ego, death of self-destructive nihilism. When I first heard Tyler associate himself with his Baudelaire persona on Call Me If You Get Lost, I didn’t think of the French poet: I thought about the orphans at the center of Lemony Snicket’s children’s novels A Series of Unfortunate Events. Constantly on the run, they’re never in one place long enough to unpack their suitcases. Twenty seconds into original album track “Massa,” a drum beat cuts Tyler off when he begins to idolize his passport. “Heaven to Me” diverts that incomplete thought with a tender ode to domesticity-date nights, water-gun fights, loved ones in the kitchen, and seeing a piece of yourself in the children you helped to bring into the world. On “Sorry Not Sorry,” he glimpses guilt and helplessness about not leveraging his status for Black liberation: “I can’t save niggas/I’m not Superman, but I could try.” On “What a Day,” he shouts out Black women, especially the ones who raised him. He brings back his love for ’80s synth-funk on “Boyfriend, Girlfriend” and taps into New Orleans bounce and Southern trap across “Dogtooth” and “Stuntman.” A$AP Rocky gushes about spoiling his lady on “Wharf Talk,” while Tyler croons with the angst of his Flower Boy and IGOR eras. The breezy and soulful “What a Day” and “Heaven to Me” bring in a John Legend sample and an unreleased Madlib deep cut to complement the album’s leisurely, jet-setting atmosphere.Īs he adjusts to the altitude, Tyler’s position as a community leader presents itself as a new source of anxiety. The stylistic adventurousness of The Estate Sale offers insight into the sounds that would become Call Me If You Get Lost. Tyler’s own biting, almost Pusha T-like inflection over the New Boyz-type beat could’ve spawned a dance trend in the early 2010s. Fellow Californian Vince Staples rides into “Stuntman” like he’s behind the wheel of a monster truck: “No, you can’t be my girl, bitch, are you dumb?” If you have beef, he suggests you duel him in Milan-if you can afford the flight, that is. As he’s evolved in his artistry, he’s replaced shock value with boasts whose imagination and precision-“I got a jelly bean, Kelly green Rolls/And the guts off-white like a jalapeño”-are almost outdone by the Goblin-like freneticism of his delivery. In his early years, Tyler could be something of an edgelord, delivering violent lyrics about sexual assault through a mischievous grin.
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