As I held a copy of Lust For Life in my hands and surveyed the cover art, the first thing you notice is the beaming smile of Lana Del Rey herself. The second is the Continue reading Lana Del Rey: Lust For Life Review – Symbolic, Mythic Musings on Americana Past and Present
In the swirl of cinematic Hollywood and modern pop, Lana Del Rey and The Weeknd seem connected by a dark, but divine fate. Del Rey continuously yearns for broken, unavailable men; the type that her Continue reading Lana Del Rey and The Weeknd are Tethered by Love and Fate on ‘Lust For Life’
With everything she has released, whether it was the retro lusciousness of Born To Die, or the soaring melodramatics of her last LP Honeymoon, there is always an air of the Continue reading Lana Del Rey Explores New Visions of Americana on Latest Single ‘Love’
Ryan Adams has released the second single, ‘To Be Without You’, from his upcoming album. The track follows on quickly from the release of ‘Do You Still Love Me?’ and the announcement of his latest album Prisoner earlier this month. Prisoner will be his 16th album in as many years. Continue reading Ryan Adams Shares Introspective New Single ‘To Be Without You’
The Divine Feminine manages to concisely draw together a wide berth of influences; the post-Neptunes, effortlessly-cool funk on ‘Dang!’ the suddenness of modern jazz alla Kendrick Lamar Continue reading The Divine Feminine: Mac Miller’s Singular Vision of Love’s Many Conflicting Intricacies
‘I would love to, have you by my side/But I aint gonna wait for the morning tide,’ sings Miles Michaud on ‘Seven Point Five’. Michaud’s drawl is typical of LA alternative garage Continue reading The Vending Machine: Seven Point Five – Allah-Las
The deep purr that emerges from the throat.
A leaning beret.
Cigarette butts ground into the pavement
With the delicate twist of a loafer’s heel. Continue reading French Girls
Solid, gold ringlets
That I could twist around my finger
Tightening like feather boa constrictors.
I’d look closer
And see myself riding
Cyclically romping Continue reading Pin-up
I watched the waves climb up the beach
Caressing the shells with flat, open palms.
Just as they reached me I shouted and shooed,
And they receded back into a cerulean kingdom Continue reading Vinegar
From the beginning, whether it’s the crackle of the one-minute long intro/interlude ‘It’s Just a Fever’, the abruptness of the cyan stripe that strikes through the pop-art inspired album cover, or the glamorously smoky vocals akin to Golden Age Hollywood, Snoh Aalegra instils a strong sense of the cinematic on her debut Don’t Explain. Continue reading The Butterfly Effect: Snoh Aalegra’s Minute Masterpiece