Why doesn't this surprise me? She comes off as ignorant and shallow.
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Yet another great review to check!
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There's no social commentary, and little sense there's even a personal story arc - of redemption say, finding the good in the bad, or some kind of cathartic closure - behind the "bad/sad girl" persona. Del Rey is a character, obviously, but why she exists, and why Grant feels the need to ground some personal history behind a third person narrative or a kooky persona is the great mystery that's still to be explained. All that's left is the sense that, in striving for depth, Del Rey has produced the exact opposite - a shallow collection of empty dreams and faux glamour that takes its time saying nothing of note at all.
There are violets in your eyes
There are guns that blaze around you
There are roses in between my thighs and fire that surrounds you
It's no wonder every man in town had neither fought nor found you
Everything you do is elusive, too, even your honey dew
No one else is doing it.
This part alone puts Honeymoon (the album) above the rest of her discography. I was rarely ever stunned like I was when I first heard it.