In order to become an authority—which basically means being able to tell people what to like—you also have to make it very clear what NOT to like. In the indie world, this is especially important because the more stuff you dislike, the more special it is when you like something. If you are indifferent towards or react negatively to 90% of things, this will make that 10% that you like seem extra special. Hey, it must be good if that asshole who hates everything likes it, right? Right.
J'adore l'album. Faut vraiment que j'aille l'acheter. Et sérieux, je m'en fou de ce que les médias disent. Ok, son live à SNL c'étais de la daube, et alors ? C'est pas la première à mal chanter en live, pi on a vu pire, come ooooon, qu'ils aillent déjà s'en prendre à Rihanna & Katy Perry pour ça. Et je trouve que sa personnalité et ses attitudes pendant les interviews, colle très bien avec son style de musique. Anyway, j'aime sa musique, j'aime sa gueule, j'aime ses lèvres, j'achète !
The re-release of the #1 Debut Album by the chanteuse Lana Del Rey is getting a re-release, upgraded, with AT LEAST 7 NEW UNRELEASED NEVER HEARD BEFORE NEW SONGS! ! Release date: NOVEMBER 2012 Confirmed earlier today on her interview on NOVAFM in Australia.
Confirmed Tracks: -I sing the Body Electric -In The Land of Gods and Monsters
“I was in the winter of my life- and the men I met along the road were my only summer. At night I fell asleep with visions of myself dancing and laughing and crying with them. Three years down the line of being on an endless world tour and my memories of them were the only things that sustained me, and my only real happy times. I was a singer, not a very popular one, who once had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet- but upon an unfortunate series of events saw those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky that I wish on over and over again- sparkling and broken. But I didn’t really mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted and then losing it to know what true freedom is. When people I used to know found out what I had been doing, how I had been living- they asked me why. But there’s no use in talking to people who have a home, they have no idea what it’s like to seek safety in other people, for home to be where you lie your head.
I was always an unusual girl, my mother told me I had chameleon soul. No moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality. Just an inner decisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as the ocean. And if I said that I didn’t plan for it to turn out this way I’d be lying- because I was born to be the other woman. I belonged to no one- who belonged to everyone, who had nothing- who wanted everything with a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn’t even talk about- and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me.
Every night I used to pray that I’d find my people- and finally I did- on the open road. We had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore- except to make our lives into a work of art.
Live fast. Die young. Be Wild. And have fun.
I believe in the country America used to be. I believe in the person I want to become, I believe in the freedom of the open road. And my motto is the same as ever- I believe in the kindness of strangers. And when I’m at war with myself- I ride. I just ride.
Who are you? Are you in touch with all of your darkest fantasies? Have you created a life for yourself where you’re free to experience them? I have. I am fucking crazy. But I am free.”