Hear This: Lana Del Rey - hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have - but i have it
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The Queen of indie pop dials down her 50s glamour in favour of introspection.
Image Credit: Wiki CommonsAtop a bed of minimalist piano chords, Lana Del Rey’s sorrowful lyrics heavily reference influential American poet Sylvia Plath who suffered from depression and committed suicide in 1963: “I’ve been tearing around in my fucking nightgown / 24/7 Sylvia Plath / Writing in blood on the walls […] Don’t ask if I’m happy, you know that I’m not / But at best I can say I’m not sad.” Her confessional lyrics are each in their own like intimate appeals, expressing a struggle with alcoholism at a young age. Despite it all, and despite the low-tempo, deep-diving piano ballad, there is the sense that although everything ends, it does so with life-affirming hope for the future. Lana Del Rey’s tentative offering follows 'Mariners Apartment Complex' and 'Venice Bitch' in anticipation of her grandiloquently-titled studio LP Norman Fucking Rockwell, due this year. Listen to the new single now.
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