Frank Ocean: "I grew up in New Orleans. I had just moved into my dorm at the University of New Orleans, and I was doing laundry, and my mom called me like, 'We’ve got to evacuate. There's a hurricane’s coming.” I was already recording, and that just fucked everything up. Then after the storm, the studio was looted and shit, and I couldn’t record. So I was like, 'Fuck school. I’m out of here. I’ve got to go record.' I got in my car with my girlfriend at the time, and drove out here to L.A., and I never went back. I’ve visited but I’m never going back to stay.
"When I first came to L.A., I wasn’t planning on staying. I was like, 'I’m going to go out there to record some songs that I had written in New Orleans.' Everything was on schedule to be recorded before the storm, so I was like, 'I can get a good deal.' My homie had a studio, and he was a friend. He was giving me a love-rate on studio time. I think it was like $50 for four hours or something.
"I recorded, and I was supposed to be out there for six weeks. That’s what I told my mom, but I think she knew I wasn’t coming back. I didn’t know. I really thought I was coming back. I was like, 'I’m going to record this shit, and I’m going back.' I told my girl I was coming back, and I think she knew I wasn’t coming back, either. That’s just how it went."