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“But one day I woke up like, ‘Maybe I’ll do it differently.’”Īnd so she offers herself up as a compass (“I’m always going to be right here,” she declares on How to Disappear) and a catalyst: “the kind of girl who’s gonna make you wonder who you are and where you’ve been,” she gasps on Mariner’s Apartment Complex, each rich, piano-led verse a three-part rising chord progression that rings with stability, as if laying foundations, bricks then roof.
“Maybe the way that I’m living is killing me,” she gasps on Fuck It I Love You. On NFR, Del Rey asserts a newfound sturdiness after a wayward past of teenage alcoholism and yielding to men who take her sadness “out of context”. Those sounds are more than just another layer of Americana cosplay (though they are that, too). Unlike Lust for Life, with its unconvincing forays into trap, Del Rey’s stately sixth album is completely out of step with contemporary trends: as if a Brill Building stablehand went west on a Laurel Canyon recon mission. There were hundreds of crooners, but only one Frank Sinatra.ĭel Rey’s image and artistry perfectly aligned for the first time on this year’s Norman Fucking Rockwell! (NFR), a supremely confident declaration of self. Here was someone who knew exactly what she was doing – and when other people tried it (see: Taylor Swift’s Wildest Dreams), something was clearly missing. Her themes became more provocative, while her sweeping, lunar balladry pushed beyond cliched noir. In pop’s big league, only Drake matched her productivity, although he might wish he had her increasing creative returns.
More significantly, Del Rey deepened her craft, producing six albums in nine years, each better than the last.
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