The 'Gangsta
Nancy Sinatra' tag that
Lana used to describe herself fits well, if
Nancy had grown up on Lynchian sleazy jazz and sipping from a cup of sadness and nostalgia.
Lana projects a kind of melancholy that drifts along steadily, occasionally peaking in a
Roy Orbison homage. But that's only one aspect of it. Elsewhere there are hip-hop elements and some awkward, forced, cute high-pitched voice work that made me skip tracks.
There's a lot of repetition, apparent very quickly. Nevertheless, there's just enough maturity and seduction to sustain interest part of the time. It's not perfect but it has a certain slithery something that worked its way into my head.
Songs of Note:
Summertime Sadness;
Blue Jeans
2½ bitch is off to the races out of 5
2 comments:
I didn't mind this stuff too much either.
I'd go with a 3.
If I could strip away the parts I don't like I'd go with 3 as well. Just those bits that irk me dragged it down a little. If she keeps that trippy jazzy vibe and doesn't get too overly complex on the next album I'll happy clap.
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