Lana Del Rey is the perfect anti-pop star. Her versatile croon is instantly recognizable, her songs are all ballady things about good girl/bad boy power struggles, but she’s a brooder, Lana don’t care to look friendly and approachable.
And now hopefully with her second album Spiritual & Dark on the way, everyone can get over the whole constructed fame thing and we can just enjoy her music for what it is. “Queen of Disaster” is the new club breather, for the moment that you know the darkest day of a rough period is over, and nostalgia and cognitive dissonance can get to work suppressing the full brunt of those awful memories.
Who do I have to talk to in order to have her play a Hong Kong show?