What if Frank Ocean just scrapped virtually everything he'd been working on for the past four years? What if he just released whatever he'd managed to cobble together in the last two weeks? Would any of us complain? Sometimes, when musicians have the tendency to obsessively labor for years over their work, the best thing they can do is just say "fuck it" and start from scratch. That's essentially what Dr. Dre did last year, when he finally decided Detox had been taking up his energies for too long and he just released the relative-quickie Compton instead. That worked out well! Compton was a good album! And while nobody thinks of Chicago R&B smoothie Jeremih along those sonic-auteur lines, he's got a similar tendency to get in his own way, laboring over a new album for way too long. By the time last year's great Late Nights: The Album came out, "Don't Tell 'Em," its biggest hit, sounded like something you might hear at a throwback dance night. And this wasn't entirely the fault of Def Jam, Jeremih's label, even if Def Jam did spectacularly bungle the album's release. It was Jeremih's fault, too, if "fault" is even the right word. Jeremih didn't want to release the album until he felt like it was ready. That took time.