Wryta Thinkpiece

I'm telling you, it explains everything. I'd put out before dinner to see it because, well, Barrie.

iamlikesoinfatuatedwithyourightmeowwanditisridiculousbecauselikeletsjustrunofftosantamonica I FUCKING KNEW I FORGOT AN ARTIST I WANTED TO MAKE A TOPIC FOR. I fucking love Holly Brook/Skylar Grey. I loved most of Like Blood, Like Honey, and I loved all of the O'Dark:Thirty EP, especially "Haunted," "Falling Out of View" and "Ordinary Tunes" I haven't listened to that much of her newer stuff, and "C'Mon Let Me Ride" petrified me because I was like, "DAFUQ YOU DOING, SKYLAR?" I was really afraid of the direction she was going with her music. But I definitely love "Wear Me Out," very reflective of her older work in sound. Many of her lyrics are very simplistic and forward, but beautifully written, much like the Queen of Coney Island.

I think Sirens is seriously underrated. It may not be as poetically articulate of an album, but there are so many beautiful songs from it. I love the simplicity, I love how it sounds like a beginner guitarist/songwriter. Hell, I disliked "Birds of a Feather" with a passion when I first heard it. Now I love it. There's so much to appreciate about Sirens. So much.

I put money down that he has a freshly pierced Prince Albert.

it's like, you get me doe.

Stockholm Syndrome Blue Ribbon Can-Can And That's Showbiz, Kid Kamikaze [spinning Little Pretty] Robbin' Hood Harlequin [Rob in Hood Nevada Love]

RAIL.

If anything, too much love. I was not expecting something connected to Daddy Issues, and it's so fucking grand. And the "I know what they say about you" line makes me think of Making Out so much.

I STILL HEAR THAT SOMETIMES.

I've been listening to JFK so frequently the past week or so, and I really have to admit that it is one of my favorites. I feel so much complacency in her delivery of the lyrics, just a genuine confidence in what the lyrics mean to her that certainly surpasses some of the adorably silly lyrics. That first verse is just perfect. This may all end up sounding so biased because it is but suck it, but hear me out. What would it be like to catch the aroma of a rose bouquet with light traces of cigarette smoke and booze from being carried around/thrown on a stage in a bar or pub? What if you were Lana? See, I have very sensitive sensory perception, so I collect knowledge of and recall things/people that I encounter with explicit detail. Perception has a funny way of determining what details you take with you or leave behind, especially when paired with the feelings/experiences you're having while encountering those stimuli. I acquired a knack for especially noticing someone's aroma, what they smell like after getting out of the shower, sweating a bit/lot, smoking/drinking, when they wear a certain cologne, eat certain foods, are sick, etc. And though to a few scents would be unappealing to others,it's probably on the top five things I easily remember most next to their voice, laugh, and even small details/wrinkles on their face when they make certain expressions. I can remember this one time, there was a guy that I was intensely interested in, and one thing that I remember the most about him was his natural scent. Like everyone else's scent, his was unique to me. I can describe the fragrance from shampoos/body wash and body spray/cologne/perfume without being inarticulate, but I can never articulate exactly what or how somebody's natural scent smells to me, I just recognize the scent, and I can still smell it for some moments after they leave the room. But I digress. Point being, one time I had tried to describe it to him, and the best way I could was that it was like "stale potpourri," like the aroma potpourri would have if it wasn't brand new. It still didn't accurately describe it, but it was close enough. He didn't really know how to respond, probably because it sounded unappealing, uninteresting, or maybe just entirely awkward, but it was a compliment despite how it may get perceived. It was kinda the same thing with another old flame that I was serious with for a while; he had this scent that was like a mix of petrichor and spices. I never told him that description, but I frequently acknowledged his scent, and while he thought it was odd to a degree, he was flattered. I still get mixed responses from people when I tell them I notice these things, whether about them or in general, it's just one of those little quirks about me that I can't really explain the origin or nature of, it just happens. And every time it does, I recall it frequently, and it does sometimes trigger memories/experiences, some days more often than others, depending on a lot of factors. BUT BACK TO THE POINT BECAUSE I AM GOING ON A TANGENT AND I'M SORRY. I do indeed think that the first line of JFK is absolutely beautiful and significant in the same way it is awkward, and I especially adore the first verse altogether so much. Though I admit that I could do without the bridge, I do love the line "You know that you can always come home to the one who gave you your name." Thinking of identity, I take that line as Lana telling the romantic interest to not forgo knowing he can come back to her, the lover who may have sought to bring out the best in him, or even helped shaped the man he became. She was a catalyst of sorts to how he carried or even viewed himself, probably because she would feed him little compliments and silly quips of flattery that, despite him maybe responding with some laughter or calling her a goofball, could have been some of the most beautiful and endearing words he ever heard someone say, no matter if it was inarticulate or awkward. JFK may definitely be underrated as far as I'm concerned, if not just slightly unappreciated for its simplicity. :hairflip2:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=ySgmmR9ksgA&t=108

LAYS

Goodbye Kiss (Radio 1 Live Lounge Sessions) vs. Chelsea Hotel No. 2

To be honest, for a while, I thought she said "Oh, boy, you're starry eyed like that; baby, lie back." Totally changed how I listened to and took the chorus.

Oh, how I know Lana's feels.

The live performances seem to variate, it might be an intentional homophone/wordplay of sorts, or she may have acclimated to using the line "diamantes iceys" every now and again because that's what fans might be hearing. I used to hear "Holly's," but after seeing "Ah, he's," the latter makes more sense to me.

Bringing this over from another thread because the variation of the bridge lyrics makes things interesting. Multiple sources have cited "Decorate my neck, me, I'm on decisis" as the final lyric. A (stare) decisis is a doctrine in which judges must respect and adhere to the precedent established by past judicial decisions when an issue resurfaces after it has already been brought to court and ruled. Lana's not new to talking about doctrines/policies/authority in her songs. So in that context, when thinking of "decorate my neck" as a "give me a pearl necklace" she is basically saying after all this "sucking" and "treating nicely," to finish by blowing his nut all over her neck because it has been done previously in past sexual experiences and she can fucks with it. Because she's a bad bitch. If this is supposed to be a sexual song...then it makes sense to me. I hear it clearly in the studio version, and some of the live performances seem to go either way.

I'm coming with my sparkle~

Jesus Christ, you just come out of a clear blue sky in pure perfection.