I used to think Lana Del Ray was the most insipid thing I've ever encountered, kinda the musical equivalent of cafeteria pizza. Then I started to see the effect she had on people whom I respect, so I gave it a shot. Honestly, it grew on me. What she lacks in range, she replaces with clinical execution and icewater veins. This type of stuff was meant to be listened to on vinyl. 8 tracks in all.
- music label: Polydor 2012