Okay, before you laugh (or maybe while you laugh), answer me this: If everyone hated you, and I mean like really, REALLY hated and/or dismissed you, would you make 6 albums and put out a book of poetry?
I have my laundry list of lady singers, Joni Mitchell, Tori Amos, Tracy Chapman, Fiona Apple, Ani Difranco, Solange, Suzanne Vega - (dammit, why didn't I pick Suzanne Vega)…however I'm choosing to celebrate Lana Del Rey, mainly because when her persona surfaced in 2011, she had my curiosity...but now she has my attention.
Most artists I either like or feel completely indifferent toward, but her music tends to somehow linger in my subconscious. It helps that much of it is delivered stylistically as cinematic surrealism drenched in noir, but I appreciate how her work has evolved over time, tripping from nihilism to meaningfulness and back again. I may not worship all of her tracks, but each album usually has at least one or two songs that I revisit regularly.
For some reason, her song "Love" (from 2017's Lust for Life) has a chorus that puts me in the same dream-like zone that I fell into after seeing David Lynch's Mulholland Drive, "You get ready you get all dressed up, to go nowhere in particular..."
NPR's Ann Powers wrote a bang up piece about her, "Lana Del Rey Lives in America's Messy Subconscious" https://www.npr.org/2019/09/04/757545360/lana-del-rey-lives-in-americas-messy-subconscious
In the article Lana breaks down why some women don't simply hate her, they really REALLY hate her.
My closing thoughts: she's besties with Father John Misty, so she can't be that terrible. Finally, I hope one day, when safe gatherings can happen, I get to sing "Venice Bitch" at someone's wedding.
-Noah