One Saturday night last January, I was curled up on my couch with my cats and a glass of wine watching SNL. We are big fans (yes I just included my cats as part of that we). It was Kristen Wiigs last season and I couldn't miss a single episode!
After the opening sketch and the famous LIVE FROM NEW YORK line was shouted, the musical guest was announced. It was the infamous internet sensation "Lana Del Rey". When she came to the stage I rolled my eyes.
Lana began to sing...and dance in a way that I can only describe as car-less car-dancing. You know ... where you have little motion and you think you're in a live music video. It was 4 minutes of constant swaying, hair touching, slow blinking and pouting. Oh, and maybe a few Stevie Nicks inspired hand swirls. My mouth hung open in shock. I felt like i was watching a girl sing into her mirror with a hair brush!
I frantically googled and you-tubed this so called up-and-coming phenomenon. The backlash from her performance had already begun on twitter (which I only use when celebrity beefs/scandals/shenanigans are going down). I read blogs upon blogs about how "Lana Del Rey" was really Lizzy Grant. I read about how she was nothing more then a " wannabe indie star" a "youtube whore" a "hipster douche bag". I was like dang bloggers, ya'll don't like this girl? ME EITHER! She made Ashlee Simpson and her wrong-song-jig look GOOD.
For the months proceeding I would roll my eyes and ugh in disgust when one of her songs would come on at work. When girls would post her videos and photos on tumblr or FB I would gag in protest. How could anyone listen to this fake bougie indie princess!?
I heard "Ride".
Obvi, I didn't expect you to read the whole thing but TELL ME that opening line didn't make you clutch your chest!
What girl doesn't want to post a line or two of this as their instagram "about me".
I must have listened to "Ride" about 75 times in one day. I'm not kidding, I get that way with songs. (I'm still getting over " I dreamed a dream" in Les Miserables)
I watched the video over and over and admired her soft curls, perfect eyebrows and full lips. I suddenly had an urge to run out and buy cut offs and red chucks.
I wanted to be Lana.
After my Ride obsession came "National Anthem". The video to this song is really what sold me. Not only is she portraying a Jackie-O/Marilyn character; but her John F. Kennedy is A$AP Rocky.
After "National Anthem" came "Radio", "American","Mountain Dew","Summertime Sadness" etc.
I was obsessed.
Get ready for work: Lana
Drive to work: Lana
Work all day: Lana
Drive to boyfriend in the Valley: Lana
Go to sleep: Lana
THAT BITCH IS LIKE THE PLAGUE. I began to think about why I hated her so much in the past and was a little embarriii when I realized it was mostly because dumb internet trolls told me to.
I absolutely fell in love with her lyrics. Who else can tell you to "be young be dope be proud" looking like she does?
She's gorgeous and she isn't a rail thin make-me-feel-like-a-moose, girl. She has that 1960s mod steezy and she's friends with rappers.
I CAN'T HATE HER!
Kristen Wiig's weekend update skit proceeding Lana's performance truly says it all.
(use this hulu link because I can't post it on the site!)
If you were a hater before I hope you can now see a little light and the end of the tunnel...
(where all of the little hipster babies are wearing flower crowns and pointy fake nails)
(I still hate them; kinda)
IN LANA WE TRUST.
Edie Del Rey