Lana Del Rey Born To Die Review
February 9, 2012 by staff
Lana Del Rey Born To Die Review, Lana Del Ray, real name Lizzie Grant, has produced an album that can at times be described as a glacial, cinematic sweep through an open meadow.
No, just run with me for a second. The sun is popping off the horizon and the soft heave of the wind is rustling the sundress the artist wears as she lollops through the Indian grass, beholden to no one, singing to herself, perhaps chewing a stalk or looking skywards, a little girl lost and found all at once.
What is wrong with this picture? Well, this is 2012 is what, and musicians who produce music which evokes the kind of aforementioned images aren’t in Rolling Stone pages, on Saturday Night Live stages or in our collective consciousness. They are in studios producing opuses that flirt with obscurity or downright embrace it, or in studios composing instrumentals for Hollywood films that generate a hundred million dollars. But Lana Del Ray could be such an artist.
So why isn’t she? Well, on evidence of her major label debut, ‘Born to Die‘, it’s because she is straddling territories, kind of intrigued by being Alison Goldfrapp, but all too entranced by the frolicsome, cheap pizzazz of Lada Gaga, Nicki Minaj and Rihanna. She can haunt and annoy almost simultaneously. By turns her songs are profound, sickly, edgy, arrantly stupid, beautiful, expansive and compact. Sometimes this can be charming, like reading a great novelist who has you hooked from the first page but misuses apostrophes. At other times, though, it can be maddening.
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