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I couldn't help noticing that her father in heaven is now actively engaged in her career.
 

 

 
Some of the stuff he tweets is actually quite interesting.
 

 
Lana was born in New York (East/garden of Eden), now she is in LA (West/garden of evil).

Waiting for the followup article where Lana meets the staff of Pitchfork in a bathhouse

Yeah she's always kind of looked like that idk
 

 
It's that Madonna hair . . .

"Mary" on the balcony



Ravens = Nigredo

Good overview: http://www.soul-guidance.com/houseofthesun/alchemyintro.htm


"I'm leaving you for the moment" = "My soul and my spirit depart"

Many scales, yes . . . alchemy repeats the creation of the universe; the Fall and Redemption



Dark Paradise



--The Tower of Alchemy



Fire as violent love, Sulphur and Mars energy of transformation performing the Operation of the Sun

Guy Fawkes the revolutionary attempts to blow up Parliament; i.e. destroy the old order of Ego and its ossified belief structures (represented by Jackoff Jack in the Tower in Tropico)





The video for "Born to Die" with Bradley again depicts the first stage of the Alchemical work as "Death": Lana in two forms as the Higher and Lower Shekinah (Sophia). Bradley as the alchemical King from whom Soul departs in a fiery crash as he steers his Merkabah-Chariot. Brad takes the cig and gives it to Lana ("His Parliament's on fire ..."); i.e. he communicates his alchemical fire to her.

"I got the ice, you got the fire.
I got the stuff, to take you higher....
This is a race, let's go fast honey....
C'mon pretty baby, I'll be takin' you down."

I think "West Coast" has a lot to do with this poem Barrie posted on FB: https://www.facebook.com/nightmareboybjo/posts/413946528751206

"She's a drunk bitch
he's a drunk cunt
she's so lonely now he's gone
he's day dreaming of his new gun
she's a feeling his only one

burn me a liar
want to die in a fire
holy and wired
addicted to liars

Pontius pilate serve me a sin
be my next of kin
broken by her violent hymn
she thinks he's jesus crying within

serve him a sire
he wants to die in a fire
holy and wired
addicted to liars
burn me a liar
i want to die in a fire
buried in fire
addicted to liars

my girl she burns her lover and
she says something as he's on fire and
my girl she burns her lover and
says something like love"



"Chelsea Hotel #2" appears on this Leonard Cohen album, whose cover features "an image from the alchemical text Rosarium philosophorum"

"You're the King
My fear baby
I'm the Queen of Alchemy
I know a way to make gold by mixing our souls to escape reality"

Lana, as she told us in "Heavy Hitter," is the Queen of Alchemy, and her work must be interpreted in this context. She is burning her lover (and/or the listener) in the alchemical fire, purging away his impurities and symbolically "killing" the lower self so that it may be reborn as a Phoenix.

The first stage of Alchemy is the Nigredo, in which the sun of day-consciousness figuratively is immersed in the darkness of the lower world, interpreted in both its macrocosmic and microcosmic aspects as the soul descending into body and the consciousness descending into the unconscious waters of the psyche, respectively. This is the sun setting in the "West" to make the night-journey through the Underworld.

"Down on the West Coast, they got a sayin'
If you're not drinking, then you're not playing
But you got the music, you got the music in you, don't you?

"Down on the West Coast, I get this feeling, like
It all could happen, that's why I'm leaving you for the moment, you for the moment, boy blue, yeah, you..."

"Down on the West Coast, they got their icons
The silver starlets, their queens of Saigons
...they love their movies
Their Golden Gods and rock 'n' roll groupies
And you got the music, you got the music in you, don't you?"

Los Angeles is the Gateway to the Underworld, as she said in Tropico. The Land of Gods and Monsters is an inverted reflection of the higher spiritual reality of the world of forms, where all of the "Golden Gods" and "Silver Starlets" dwell in their own false Paradise. Here one is subjected to spiritual intoxication and occlusion that dulls the senses. Lana, as the Alchemical Queen, has descended into this world as a Ray of light broken off from the Divine, here to alchemically transform the lower world into a true image of the eternal Paradise; she as Soul is the "music" in her lover as Ego that will transform him from the dead to the living.

"You're falling hard, I push away
I'm feeling hot to the touch
You say you miss me and I wanna say, "I miss you so much"
But something keeps me really quiet"

This ties into the symbolism of "Black Beauty," in which Lana as Soul paints herself black in the Nigredo stage of the work, when the alchemical fire turns all to ashes; she no longer speaks to her lover and he is left seemingly alone in his Dark Night of the Soul.



"I can see my baby swinging, his Parliament's on fire and his hands are up
On the balcony and I'm singing, ooh baby, ooh baby, I'm in love
I can see my sweet boy swinging, he's crazy and Cubano como yo, my love
On the balcony and I'm swaying, move baby, move baby, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love"

Lana repeats the familiar trope of separating herself into two characters in the verse-chorus structure; here she stands as the Higher Sophia, in distinction from the Lower (the White and Red girls as Soul and Body, Mary and Eve), who declares her love as her "baby" burns himself in the alchemical fire. In Barrie's "Mary," we see Mary on a balcony as the Mother Goddess, overlooking the mortal child who wishes to approach her divinity.

"Would you kill for me? Would you die for me?

Put your hands where I can see them,

Put them in the air."
 
And if it seems strange that she would personify herself as a goddess . . .
 
"I want to be the whole world's girl, gramma
Tell me do you think that's wrong?

"Don't cry, honey, crazy girl
Don't you know you are the world?
Every time you feel unsure
Try to remember what you are"

I think "West Coast" has a lot to do with this poem Barrie posted on FB: https://www.facebook.com/nightmareboybjo/posts/413946528751206

"She's a drunk bitch
he's a drunk cunt
she's so lonely now he's gone
he's day dreaming of his new gun
she's a feeling his only one

burn me a liar
want to die in a fire
holy and wired
addicted to liars

Pontius pilate serve me a sin
be my next of kin
broken by her violent hymn
she thinks he's jesus crying within

serve him a sire
he wants to die in a fire
holy and wired
addicted to liars
burn me a liar
i want to die in a fire
buried in fire
addicted to liars

my girl she burns her lover and
she says something as he's on fire and
my girl she burns her lover and
says something like love"



"Chelsea Hotel #2" appears on this Leonard Cohen album, whose cover features "an image from the alchemical text Rosarium philosophorum"

"You're the King
My fear baby
I'm the Queen of Alchemy
I know a way to make gold by mixing our souls to escape reality"

Lana, as she told us in "Heavy Hitter," is the Queen of Alchemy, and her work must be interpreted in this context. She is burning her lover (and/or the listener) in the alchemical fire, purging away his impurities and symbolically "killing" the lower self so that it may be reborn as a Phoenix.

The first stage of Alchemy is the Nigredo, in which the sun of day-consciousness figuratively is immersed in the darkness of the lower world, interpreted in both its macrocosmic and microcosmic aspects as the soul descending into body and the consciousness descending into the unconscious waters of the psyche, respectively. This is the sun setting in the "West" to make the night-journey through the Underworld.

"Down on the West Coast, they got a sayin'
If you're not drinking, then you're not playing
But you got the music, you got the music in you, don't you?

"Down on the West Coast, I get this feeling, like
It all could happen, that's why I'm leaving you for the moment, you for the moment, boy blue, yeah, you..."

"Down on the West Coast, they got their icons
The silver starlets, their queens of Saigons
...they love their movies
Their Golden Gods and rock 'n' roll groupies
And you got the music, you got the music in you, don't you?"

Los Angeles is the Gateway to the Underworld, as she said in Tropico. The Land of Gods and Monsters is an inverted reflection of the higher spiritual reality of the world of forms, where all of the "Golden Gods" and "Silver Starlets" dwell in their own false Paradise. Here one is subjected to spiritual intoxication and occlusion that dulls the senses. Lana, as the Alchemical Queen, has descended into this world as a Ray of light broken off from the Divine, here to alchemically transform the lower world into a true image of the eternal Paradise; she as Soul is the "music" in her lover as Ego that will transform him from the dead to the living.

"You're falling hard, I push away
I'm feeling hot to the touch
You say you miss me and I wanna say, "I miss you so much"
But something keeps me really quiet"

This ties into the symbolism of "Black Beauty," in which Lana as Soul paints herself black in the Nigredo stage of the work, when the alchemical fire turns all to ashes; she no longer speaks to her lover and he is left seemingly alone in his Dark Night of the Soul.



"I can see my baby swinging, his Parliament's on fire and his hands are up
On the balcony and I'm singing, ooh baby, ooh baby, I'm in love
I can see my sweet boy swinging, he's crazy and Cubano como yo, my love
On the balcony and I'm swaying, move baby, move baby, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love"

Lana repeats the familiar trope of separating herself into two characters in the verse-chorus structure; here she stands as the Higher Sophia, in distinction from the Lower (the White and Red girls as Soul and Body, Mary and Eve), who declares her love as her "baby" burns himself in the alchemical fire. In Barrie's "Mary," we see Mary on a balcony as the Mother Goddess, overlooking the mortal child who wishes to approach her divinity.

"Would you kill for me? Would you die for me?

Put your hands where I can see them,

Put them in the air."
 
And if it seems strange that she would personify herself as a goddess . . .
 
"I want to be the whole world's girl, gramma
Tell me do you think that's wrong?

"Don't cry, honey, crazy girl
Don't you know you are the world?
Every time you feel unsure
Try to remember what you are"

On the balcony, overlooking the world = Lana in white (higher Mary-Sophia) with her "Daddy" character as God (YHWH, "Our Father, whose Art's in heaven"), riding her throne-chariot through the heavens ...
 

 
Lana in red (lower Eve-Sophia) as the "Girl on Fire," the Phoenix in flames. ("Phoenix" = "palm tree.")
 

 
The final scene shows Christ crucified with Lana as Sophia overshadowing him in her soft resurrection.
 

 
She is seen in the flames in red before turning to black leather--the Nigredo when she puts on her black wedding dress.

Waiting for the followup article where Lana meets the staff of Pitchfork in a bathhouse

Waiting for the followup article where Lana meets the staff of Pitchfork in a bathhouse

I accept that critics that try to understand an artist make their point even that's a negative one. But in Lana's case 75% of the articles are premeditated misogynistic shades written by people who put aside their artistic sensibility because they just cannot except that a beautiful and talented girl can succeed in the music business in her own peculiar way. What was shocking for the indie and for the pop elite is the fact that this girl is becoming very popular with songs that shouldn't be that popular, with a stage presence that doesn't share anything with the accustomed stage gimmicks. She's standing out and that's why she's a target for everyone in the music business. Slowly the real artists are starting to acknowledge her talent: Moroder, Auerbach, Calvin H., C. Cobain, Cyrus, S. Twain etc. are saying nice things about her songs...because they are beautiful, gorgeous. These are words that she likes and is derided by many even by some of her fans, But don't forget something cynicism is just the beginning of an intelligent life and by no means the end of it. Lana is not a cynic, she's above that, she believes in beautiful things and in romance that's why I love her and her music. I pray for her to be strong

when will my leaks return from war

No . . .
 
Video version has a DR value of 7
iTunes version has a DR value of 6
 
Ergo, the video version is the real first version, while the iTunes track has been "mastered for iTunes," i.e. EQ'd (not in a bad way) and run through a compressor
 
but lbr they both kind of sound like mud compared to this new snippet

>>>>>>> NEW VERSION FOUND <<<<<<
 
iTunes Switzerland, Germany, ...
 
https://itunes.apple.com/ch/album/west-coast-radio-mix/id870769451?i=870769463
 
 
It's going to be available on May 30th. WC (RADIO MIX)
 
 
Here it is on Soundcloud 
 
 
 
https://soundcloud.com/aaron-yates-16/1398961765a
 
 
(Thanks Aaron)

. . .
 

SNL performance: Lana Del Jesus stumbles while bearing the cross.   

. . .
 

. . .
 

Born to Die: Lana Del Jesus is initially welcomed as the Queen of Hipsters before being thoughtlessly crucified by her hipster brethren for violating their arcane purity laws
Paradise: Eucharist (Cola), Harrowing of Hell (Land of Gods & Monsters) and Resurrection (Bel Air)
Paradise Tour: Apostolic age of preaching to the Gentiles in foreign lands ("No prophet is accepted in his own country")
Ultraviolence: Second coming in wrath and bloodshed with weeping and gnashing of teeth

This board is like a bizarre version of Rapture Ready.

OK, here you go, guys.
 
 
Hopefully it's a bit more comprehensible than Google Translate. Feel free to point out any typos and other sorts of fails, as I'm sure there are bound to be many .

Instead of just listening to the same track a thousand times you can listen to three or four different mixes several hundred times, Iscope breaks the monotony of your Lanabored existence

Instead of just listening to the same track a thousand times you can listen to three or four different mixes several hundred times, Iscope breaks the monotony of your Lanabored existence

Best. Show. Ever. Lana was on fire physically and vocally. She was connected with the audience and was in awe of the response the fans gave her. For "West Coast," she asked for a cigarette and her boyfriend Barrie came out and lit it for her. It was nice to see them together. That is just one memory of to ight's show. The best one was when she walked over to me and I told her her music has healed me and she said "you are so good to me." We hugged for a picture and I kisses her check and then she kissed mine. Magical night!!!!

UGH, I HATE the new mix on itunes.
 
I highly doubt people will spend their hard earn coins on that bad quality mess.
 
Hope it flops. 
 
Interscope their messy ways.
 
Why cant they keep that filtered mess for RADIO ONLY or release that edit separately and keep the flawless SMOOTH DREAMY original.
 
 
the new mix is AWFUL. Every thing is sharp to the point that it's like needles jabbing to my ear drums.
 
 
The Chorus is a disaster. It's too sharp. it sounds too FILTERED too crisp. 
 
She sounds like a GOD DAMN FROG on slow motion for god's sake.
 
Who the HELL approve that mess.
 
IF they want to clean up the vocals why can't they professionally remaster the vocals.
 
It legit sounds like they edit the new mix with a cheap 99cent iphone app and send it straight back to the store.
 
 
PRAYING that the official video contains the original audio NOT that mess.
 
I'm done/disappointed with this era before it begins.

After the hype-backlash mess of BtD she probably wants her work to speak for itself