Feb 21 2012
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“ There just isn’t much about her persona, personality, or abilities as a musician that I can get behind. Famous or not, if I were seated next to the celebrity Lana Del Rey or the woman Lizzy Grant at, say, a dinner party, and I had to listen to her babble about the angst-ridden philosophy on mortality she had as a teenager, or hear about how she finds inspiration “from like, the era of the 50’s or the 60’s,” I would quietly judge her and excuse myself to the bathroom where I would roll my eyes and scoff in the mirror until I calmed down. I am annoyed by Lana Del Rey, and I think we are all entitled to that judgment.
It’s true that the Great Witch Hunt of Lana Del Rey got way, way out of hand, but that doesn’t make us indebted to her. It’s reasonable to dislike her for interviewing poorly, for being a professional musician who doesn’t perform well, and for answering questions nonsensically. Whether or not you want to separate the musician from the person—and whether or not this distinction matters—is up to you. Just don’t seat me next to her at a party.
It’s true that the Great Witch Hunt of Lana Del Rey got way, way out of hand, but that doesn’t make us indebted to her. It’s reasonable to dislike her for interviewing poorly, for being a professional musician who doesn’t perform well, and for answering questions nonsensically. Whether or not you want to separate the musician from the person—and whether or not this distinction matters—is up to you. Just don’t seat me next to her at a party.
— Leah Beckmann at Gawker in yet another concise summation of my general feelings about LDR. Sorry. I know I should stop posting these, but I really liked this one.
