Lana Del Rey. Her album Born To Die came out this week.
Many of the criticisms leveled against Del Rey are fair. Her persona as a modern day Nancy Sinatra is a tad contrived. Her voice isn't great. In fact, it can be downright terrible ("Off To the Races"). There are a few awkward attempts to lure in the urban listener ("National Anthem").
The cinematic nature of the arrangements can feel like canned muzak at times.
However, if you don't take the album too seriously it can be enjoyable. Songs like "Video Games" and "Diet Mountain Dew" boast a melodrama and campy sexiness that can be fun.
No, Born To Die is not high art. But it is a far more enjoyable way to spend time than subjecting oneself to the latest over-earnest offering from someone like Bon Iver.
Vedict: Borrow It