Your proxy to love of addiction
“She captures the paradox of attempting to seek liberation through ultimately enslaving obsession. She loves her men as a junkie needs a fix, as supplicant needs a miracle. And although she looks to them for salvation, she's met with sickness because she romanticizes destructive forces that fortunately cannot last — love like lightning, sex like tornadoes, pillow talk like thunder. It takes a certain kind of genius to be that foolhardy.”
This may be one of the best articles on Lana Del Rey. And I don’t say that because I agree with it – which I do – but because she is an easy target for criticism and, alternatively, a hard subject to pin down. Barry Walters is on point.
Inspired by this article [Darkness Comes Alive: The Paradox Of Lana Del Rey], I wanted to share a favorite song of mine which I was surprised to see cited in the article, a song overshadowed by her many hits – “Born to Die”, “Videogames”, “Young and beautiful,” “Ride” but no less great.