As any fan of Madonna, Britney or Steely Dan could tell you, lyrics about the perils of seduction work better when attached to seductive tunes. (Loads of Lolita references, though her literary template seems to be Poison’s “Fallen Angel.”) She has clever lines in “Diet Mtn Dew,” she rhymes “Take another drag, turn me to ashes” with “Says he’s gonna teach me just what fast is.”īut her voice is pinched and prim, and her song doctors need to go the fuck back to med school. The big theme: femininity as a scam, as lost girls preen for the gaze of imaginary sugar daddies. Her strength is the lyrics, which have the pop-trash perversity that the music lacks. It goes for folky trip-hop ballads with a tragic vibe, kinda like Beth Orton used to do. Given her chic image, it’s a surprise how dull, dreary and pop-starved Born to Die is. But for the rest of us, she’s just another aspiring singer who wasn’t ready to make an album yet. She’s a starlet to music bloggers, who’ve been buzzing over her for the past year. Give Lana Del Rey credit: At least she didn’t break down and cry on Saturday Night Live.
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