It was many and many a week ago,
In a YouTube by the 'net,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Lana Del Rey;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to sing and to videotape herself.
I was a blogger and she was an uploader,
In this YouTube by the 'net;
But she did not know me, although that is okay-
I and my Lana Del Ray;
She had lips that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted, except the top one is fake, at least, and I'm not sure why it drives me so crazy, but it does, especially because in an interview she said they're real.
And this was the reason (well, not exactly!) that, a week or two ago,
In this YouTube by the 'net,
A meanness blew out of the websites, chilling
My beautiful Lana Del Rey;
So that her public relations people emailed around
Asking people to change their online content about her,
To prepare for her upcoming album release
In this YouTube by the 'net.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying* her and ... her alone, because almost no one envies bloggers-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this YouTube by the 'net)
That the meanness came out of the websites by night,
Chilling and possibly killing the album sales of my Lana Del Rey.
*Again, not really! And Nitsuh Abebe's review on Vulture is terrific.
But our love, it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the commenters down under the jump,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Lana Del Rey. She just doesn't know it yet!
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Lana Del Rey;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Lana Del Rey;
And so, all the day- and night-tide, I read internet comments
Of my darling- my darling- my imaginary friend,
Wherever she lives, I think Brooklyn, too,
In an apartment with YouTube, on the internet.
Lana Del Rey's debut album Born to Die is due out January 31.


I was wondering how long this would take (I mean, not this exact thing, because who would expect THAT)!
Oh god now she's infiltrated my beloved Hairpin :(
@Josh is like Germany Ambitious and Misunderstood
I only know of this woman's existence from the Hairpin. Is there a cultural equivalent to being a luddite? Hairpin you are my portal to the outside world...
Glorious. I feel like someone should be strumming a lute in accompaniment.
Paz De La Huerta + family money* + showering + restalyne + underwear - constant sex with strangers + lipstick that doesn't match clothing = Lana Del Ray
*negotiable, since they both come from money, let's set this to = 0
@parallel-lines When you simplify the expression, you end up with:
Paz de la Huerta - (everything interesting about her) = Lizzy Grant * ("glamorously ethnic" pseudonym)
@wallsdonotfall If you try to factor in "talent" anywhere the whole equation won't balance out.
@parallel-lines Family money! That explains SO MUCH.
Her top lip drives me crazy because it looks so painful. So I sort of wish I knew, like I sort of wish I could just touch it ever so gently and see if she winces? But then that's not very nice. But I don't want to be mean, I just want to know. AHHH THAT LIP!!!
if you touched it, it would quiver and burst like an overripe blackberry
@leastimportantperson
Yep. Whenever I see that inflated pout, I think "Is it worth it, Lizzy? Is it worth it to be in pain every time you sing?" It's like she's The Little Mermaid of manufactured pop stars.
@leastimportantperson The lips look good until they start moving and then it's all Real Housewives territory from there...
@parallel-lines Seriously! The first thinkg I thought of her was: I don't like her fake name and I don't like her face. And then I thought: That's mean, she can't help her face. AND THEN I was like: Yes she fucking CAN.
@melis This is basically my fear/strange desire.
@parallel-lines I can't get over how similar her lips are to Julia Roberts and it's all downhill from there.
Oh God, the Annabel Lee connection + Lana's Peter Pan collar = 2 NABOKOVIAN 4 WERDS.
@melis Born to Die!
Who is Lana Del Rey? I feel very out-of-touch. I see that she is a woman who sings songs and posts videos of herself doing so on youtube, but why people hate her?
@The Lady of Shalott I think the prevailing impression is that her career started because of her rich dad, and that now a record label is trying to market her to people who don't like to think they're following a major record label's wishes. On top of that, she denies having lip injections and a nose job and acts pretty blase about having a singing career, so people hate her. I think one or the other wouldn't be a big deal, but combined, she's a perfect internet target.
@Faintly Macabre The Internet is a weird and strangely wonderful place. I am intrigued.
@Faintly Macabre My vague understanding is she started as Lizzy Grant, or something, and didn't get anywhere, and then started going by Lana Del Rey and got a huge makeover and all of a sudden, boom. Which is a time-honored tradition, of course, but it really happened in front of everyone, because the internet.
Also, having heard her sing a little bit, she doesn't seem very talented at all to me. And what talent she has is not at all developed or under her control. Career-making makeovers are fine, as long as there's some there there (see: Rita Hayworth).
@miwome Oh, yeah, that's the other bit I forgot--everyone can see her original persona/lips, and she hasn't done the best job of making the repackaging convincing. (Which is one of the big things for me--her original face was so pretty! Whhyyyyy!)
I think she has some talent, and her voice is unique, but she really, really needs singing lessons to use it properly. Right now it's like a middle-school Florence Welch.
@Faintly Macabre That's my thingggg. As somebody who sang for years and has actually given a couple of (very very basic) voice lessons, it's painful to hear how much she has no idea what she's doing, without enough natural skill to get by. I don't understand why nobody has made her put in the work (shock, horror) she needs to be, um, competent.
Note that I'm not saying a "rough" voice is never okay--Bob Dylan + voice lessons would be CRAY. But hers in its untrained state is not working for her.
Sigh, I should probably not be this serious about things of this nature.
@The Lady of Shalott Read the other two dozen posts about her on The Hairpin, or Jane's link to two pretty insightful articles about her yesterday.
I heard she was on SNL, how'd she do? (I don't want to judge for myself.)
@whizz_dumb Badly.
@whizz_dumb I take it you have been hiding from the internet for the last two weeks, and I don't blame you one bit.
@whizz_dumb Oh, you missed the whole internet shitstorm about that? I'd been avoiding reading about her till dlisted wrote this beautiful review:
"Lana sounded like a Japanese person trying to sing in English with a German accent. I'm sure that what came out of her mouth is not unlike the sounds that come out of a walrus's mouth when it's doing high school theater vocal exercises. The passport of Lana's voice filled up last night, because it was all over the place. (GONG me in the face for that one. I deserve it.) The way she moved too. Lord. It was like someone threatened to shoot all of her loved ones if she didn't give the performance of her life and she doesn't really love her loved ones, but doesn't want them to know that, so she just Meh-ed her way through it. "
@parallel-lines My internet visits are to search for three items: Awls, Hairpins, and Onions. My mom said the SNL performance was bad and she's hip as hell, so I knew the webz would agree with her. Sometimes you can't help poking at a smoldering fire.
@whizz_dumb Oh, Lana. Her voice just blows me away but her SNL performance was all 'What's going on here? I love you. Get it together.' So, yeah. All the internet hate is making it hard to like her but I can't renounce her just yet.
I'm still not sure how I feel about her music, but I kind of love her existence / thing. Maybe it's because when I was a teenager I went from being a weird little kid who played Dungeons & Dragons to a weird young adult who loved Jeff Koons and Eva Hesse and Martha Rosler.
Not to get all Klosterman-goes-HRO, but I feel like the whole idea of authenticity is boring and overrated, and sometimes even a hindrance to communication. I have gone through phases in my life where via emulating others who were not me (Springsteen phase being the most extreme) I was better able to manifest a persona true to how I felt than I could have just 'being myself'.
I mean, when Zeppelin does "Spoonful" or Levee, that's inauthentic as shit. But it still fucking rocks.
And frankly, I love it now that people twist around and create 'personas' rather than just dropping some tunes. Life itself can be a performative art. Isn't this shit why we loved Madonna in the first place?
tl;dr - I love LDR just BECAUSE she does shit that makes people argue.
@leon.saintjean First of all, Klosterman!! Yes. Secondly, entertainers creating personae is not a new thing, see every Classic Hollywood post ever, basically. Right? Or do you mean something different?
@miwome - Oh, totally agree people have been creating personae forever. I think the difference is, in classic hollywood, people had to pretend the persona they inhabited was who they were.
In the 60s/70s (see: Jones (aka Bowie), David) we began constructing personas which, while obviously not authentic, we at least kind of 'pretended' were. KISS always wore the makeup.
Until the 80s came. Then "Madonna" acted like a "whore" and just blew the fucking dichotomy up. In '83 for Lick It Up the band unmasked. Conceptualism / Postmodernity began to reign supreme.
The early 90s were a wave of backlash against this. From Kurt to C.R.E.A.M. we acted like authenticity was what we wanted again after our first decade long experiment of allowing ourselves to pretend. Part of the reason the 80s were so tacky and aged so poorly was that we didn't know how to live yet in a world of pastiche.
Finally the internet blew the lid off everything. With all truth so instantly accessible, it became impossible to have a super-convincing lie. There was always a high school yearbook photo of your frizzy-phase, a forum where as soon as somebody googled the name of your Jazz-Rock band they would see that you were named after a fictional dildo from Yokohama. Any random girl you met could be a 45 year old creep. Everybody could lie a little bit, but nobody could sell a lie forever.
All of our sides became exposed, and we started to realize how bifurcated, trifurcated, etceterafurcated our 'selves' really were. Who is the real me? The guy who comments and discusses feminism on this blog? The dude who had long hair and used to jump off amps w/ his bass and suck the nitrous out of reddi-whip? The startup employee or the guy at Union Pool at 3AM on a Saturday?
All of them I guess, or none of them. WHAT the persona is LDR constructed doesn't matter, as long as it was an obvious construct we were going to do our little fucking internet thing to it. How is it even 1% different than GaGa? For years and years and years, there was a tween pop singer and we didn't even know what was Miley Cyrus and what was Hannah Montana. You build a wall because people want to tear it down.
Authenticity is for crying alone in your Jameson when a pet dies, or the first 30 seconds after you cum. Everything else is bullshit and that's delightful. But for the first time ever, we're being forced to confront it subtly all of the time. And people like LDR cause these massive fucking reactions because they shove it right in our faces.
The fakery is more painful because parts of it aren't fake. She might not be a "gangster nancy sinatra", some of the things that make her "beautiful" might not be real - but some of it is real to. Which parts?
She forces us to confront the fact that half the shit around us is completely phony, and half is legit, and we can't even really tell anymore, sometimes even when we're the subject, which is which. It makes people uncomfortable.
Plus, it's a helluva a parlor game.
@leon.saintjean - i'm terribly embarrassed i wrote 'to' instead of 'too'.
@leon.saintjean Actually, I'd argue that at this point Lady Gaga is much more in line with David "I'm gay and always have been" Bowie in the tradition of being really serious about inhabiting the entertainment persona all the time in a way that approaches "reality," or at least a loss of distinction between the persona and the person.
I guess I more or less agree with you in terms of why she makes people in general so mad, although I would have phrased/come at it differently--people, especially the slightly indie audience I think she's meant to appeal to, don't like having it made obvious how much of their own taste or willingness to buy into something is about the packaging. It's the same thing as what you're saying, really.
That said, none of that is what bothers ME about her. What bothers ME about her is that while she has a potentially interesting voice, she has no earthly idea what she's doing with it from a technical standpoint, and while that works for some people, it really doesn't for her. It's painful for me to listen to her, from a purely aural standpoint.
@leon.saintjean See I dislike LDR, because her music is really dull and unexciting (and calculatedly so, like a musical Kardashian sister, living off all those clucking tongues) and her PR strategy is working like gangbusters. She's the female Asher Roth - everything about her is meticulously orchestrated to instigate argument around everything that's not her music. Hopefully, like Asher, her album bombs and we never have to deal with her again. I think that's what's going to happen, because she's not in TV, her audience is going to be asked to pay for something that has nothing to do with the dialog around her.
Fuck Chuck, tho. His recent Grantland article on Tuneyards was both lazy and misogynistic in the worst Bearded Rock Critic ways.
@leon.saintjean How is it even 1% different than GaGa?
Plenty different! In that Gaga claims ownership of herself and her image. Which is what was so refreshing about Madonna, at least from a feminist perspective. Madonna was ballsy and provocative, at least up until the Sex era, when she broke her own spell and revealed that her brazen sexuality was all about the boys. LDR skipped that first part and went right for the pandering. The most entertaining part of this whole debacle (the only thing, really) has been watching ladyblogs twist themselves up trying to decide whether or not the male gaze-y bullshit is feminist in the context of her music. Just in case you needed any evidence of the uselessness of feminist cultural criticism of pop culture in 2012.
@Danzig! - I guess why I'm excited by LDR is that I have this theory of critical mass of personality overkill. One of these days we'll get so burnt out on this authenticity game shit won't matter - its like internet pics of college kids sucking on beer bongs our pulling out their wang at Mardi Gras. Right now it's a new weird thing, we debate the people who are part of the new thing. Sooner or later, it's gonna be old hat. Every applicant for every job is gonna have an errant dick pick or tit shot floating around somewhere, every pop product is gonna have some early Youtube Vid with a three-fake-names title and a whole different sound and hair color.
Eventually, we'll just drown in the mess of unforgettable, undeniable collective past. We'll internalize what the cognitive sci cats already know - the "self" is just a construct, and it's continuity is an illusion. People will ignore the old instagrams and new looks, and we'll evaluate job applicants on their merit and pop stars on their ability to make us shake our asses.
My hope is it all happens sooner rather than later, the permanence of history is going to teach us to live in the now and the visibility of all aspects will help us look only at those we really want to see.
And I'm actually with you on the Klosterman. Anybody who laughs at tuneyards five years from now doesn't know how to fucking jam.
@leon.saintjean @Danzig! Aw. I really like a lot of Klosterman's essays from back in the day. Haven't kept up with what he's doing now, but this makes me sad.
@miwome - He's become "Gen X Guy" so bad it hurts. I'm (born in 82) right on that cusp, so there's so much in SD&CCPs that rings true, so much in IV I love.
But it ages poorly. Not to knock his cohort - most of my faves are from that Generation. But he's....it's become too much 90210 mentality. I might have wanted to be Dylan McKay at one point, but I really embrace the now too. I always feel like CK is clutching a little too tight to Singles, Appetite for Destruction, and when Nick-At-Nite was still on Nickelodeon. It's weird, we're too young to start acting that old....I hope.
@miwome I kept trying to articulate what was so aggravating about the piece but this article made the rounds and did it for me. Breaks down the problems, part by part - http://www.collapseboard.com/blogs/scott-creney/scott-creney-reacts-to-chuck-klosterman%E2%80%99s-article-about-tune-yards-pretty-much-exactly-the-way-you%E2%80%99d-expect-him-to/
@leon.saintjean You know, I agree with you about the obsession with authenticity being boring and that's why I adore David Bowie, but the reason this particular inauthentic pop star grates on me (and, I suspect, the reason why she grates on a lot of feminists) is that she's inauthentic in the exact way that she needs to be to pander to straight males who want to picture those lips wrapped around their dicks. And that, to me, is a lot more boring than authenticity.
I have nothing against her personally (apart from not liking her voice/songs), and I don't have anything against any individual woman who goes out of her way to cater to the male gaze, because there's no perfect way for any woman to eat the shit sandwich we were given. But what she represents -- that altering yourself completely cynically to fit the straight male ideal will bring you personal and professional success -- that I have something against.
@Danzig! Wow. Yes. That article is fucking terrible. (Klosterman's, I mean). I can sort of recognize the writer I remember from the collections I liked, but it's like he's sort of brain-dead. It's actually a little scary, partly because now I'm all, "Was I wrong? Was I all high at the same time?" and partly because--and I think this is more likely--the real thing here is, what the hell happened to Chuck Klosterman?, and it's scary to think a pretty smart, funny person who writes pretty well could turn into this.
@leon.saintjean I guess for me his whole Gen X schtick worked okay (in those compilations you mentioned), partly because I am not Gen X, I'm younger--I dunno, I think I'm a Millenial? 1988 vintage, anyway--and it was a sort of useful window into what that particular ethos was about. But there's a reason I don't really feel the need to reread the books.
She is more like the manufactured hype for music in Jennifer Egan's The Goon Squad. I saw them lips in real life and they sure looked like they had corpse flesh inserted in them.
Beautiful. (The poem)
OMG Edith. This is stalky, but I saw you last night and was too embarrassed to say hi and now you wrote this and I realize I so should have just preemptively asked to hug you in case you did something this awesome. Because this is SO awesome.
@Titania Ahhh! Where were you, and thank you!!
@Edith Zimmerman I was in the elevator with you and Mr. Silverman, leaving that party, accompanied by a rather obnoxious gentleman who is a dear friend and I swear has many redeeming qualities (including paying me to write for his magazines/websites) but is nevertheless somewhat boorish in small enclosed spaces, and also large ones. But you just cannot approach a stranger in an elevator, I think; it violates some primal law of manners to not give the other person an escape route.
@Titania AHHH!!! : D
help
Edith, you're on a roll today.
Lana Del Ray was on BBC Radio 1 last night, vids and things:
http://www.bbc.co.uk/radio1/sessions/2012-01-25_lanadelrey
EEEEEEDDDIITTTHHH! Between this and the Menstruation Whisperer, please tell us your novel will be published later this year. Blink once for no, twice for yes. It's yes, right?
@hero worship @_@
@Edith Zimmerman I knew it!
@hero worship Haha, wait no -- those are unblinking eyes, totally dried out!
You know, I didn't really care much about the fact that she changed her name and image (no comment on the lips) until she referred to herself as "the Gangster Nancy Sinatra."
If you're going to claim that, you need to not be as boring as shit. Plus, with a dad like Ol' Blue Eyes, Nancy Sinatra does NOT need a gangster version of herself.
@applestoapples The best quote I ever saw about that nickname was from Maura Johnston, I think: "NANCY SINATRA is the gangster Nancy Sinatra!"
This is independent music culture designed and packaged for the insecure-hipster-mom-and-dad set. No judgement on LDR herself. Somewhere, a 16 year-old's parents are rocking out to Video Games while the child cringes in the next room. I strongly suspect her publicists paid a select number of blogs to cover and subsequently mock her. Someone with lots and lots of money stoked her flame, and now we're all keeping it lit. WELL DONE.
There's a gigantic ad for this on the block where I work. I didn't know who she was this morning, but I saw the ad and thought "Oh, that's gonna be on the Hairpin today!"
This post has bookended my day in the most maddening way possible. I recently saw her slow-motion trainwreck of a performance on SNL and this morning it was literally haunting my dreams. I would hit snooze and delve back into her dead-eyed compulsive hip fondling craziness and then be saved by my alarm, only to inexplicably hit snooze again and go down for another round. The song remained in my head for a good part of the day. I have never been so distraught over having an earworm; I would have gladly and willingly taken a blow to the head to clear it out. The day finally became busy enough that it faded and I forgot all about it...and then I headed over to the hairpin. Ah well, I suppose I can forget it again. Perhaps I'll go play a vid-e-o gammme. Fuck me.
Video Games came in #6 in the Triple J Hottest 100 yesterday (which is a huge music poll where all Australia is able to vote) and I was pretty weirded out it came in so high.
Lana Del Rey is the Hipstamatic of singers.
The thing which bothers me about her is that she doesn't seem intelligent enough to have created this "Lana del Rey" Persona herself. Shes obviously manufactured by the Music industry. She seems like the perfect product - a little bit of Amy Winehouse and Adele for the masses. Ugh! I miss Amy :-(