Poor Stacy

The way this woman is officially unable to create a bad album to me…….. Her mind…

New Adele’s a fucking snooze. Ready for Lana to give us some flavor.

Yeah, I totally see what you mean. I agree that Fine China doesn’t seem to fit the Blue Banisters narrative like the other ones that made the cut - that’s why I was shocked to hear that and I Can Fly were even considered. It’s funny how she repurposes older songs for each new album. We never know what she’ll use! I also lied - her cover of Some Things Last a Long Time would have been amazing on Blue Banisters, too. It’s my favorite cover of hers, and I’m pretty sure Barrie’s on guitar. Would love for that one to be officially released.

The one previously leaked song I wish would have made it is Fine China. I love that song. Sounds like such a classic.

I honestly don’t know what my Top 5 will be when all is said and done. Even the tracks we currently have are still evolving for me, my rankings have continuously changed… It’s very weird!

Me starting my next dissertation on the emotional complexity of Arcadia’s first verse

I kinda wanna make a big thesis-like post on why Arcadia is so amazing, but more specifically, why the 2nd verse is a career highlight, and my favorite part of the song. When we first heard the snippet months ago (first verse), I was under the impression Arcadia was going to be this sort of whimsical, playful song about falling in love, or body positivity (obviously, this being Lana, it would be less corny than those descriptions, but u know what I mean). When we first heard the song in full, I was perplexed by the second verse. On first listen, I felt like the song slightly veered off-course... It left a weird feeling, a strange taste in my mouth... Her vocals were slightly off-key, borderline slurred, a little unhinged emotionally. The video helped make it click: Oh wait! She's actually still fucking pissed about everything that's been said about her. But this colorful delivery, this flavor, in my opinion, is what makes Arcadia so fucking wonderful. So, let's revisit: My body is a map of LA... my heart is like paaaaaper... I haaaate ya. Lana starts to get pitchy on the second word of the second verse, and already sounds deflated as the verse starts. She describes her heart as paper -- thin, malleable, lightweight, and then just straight-up goes for the jugular, stating "I hate you". It's all THEIR fault! It's easy to miss this part in the song due to her delivery, but make no mistake, she's pissed. I'm not from the land of the palms, so I know I can't stay... I'm not native. Again, she goes from general to specific. She feels like an outsider, or an outcast, in a song dedicated to a random piece of a state she's gained so much inspiration from. She doesn't feel like she belongs, so she knows she can't stay. She feels transient, even in a place she's devoted so much of her time to. Tone-wise, she sounds regretful, almost ashamed or embarrassed, at least for a second... But... my curves, San Gabriel all day... my lips, like the fire licks the Bay... Like she always does, Lana bounces back, even when she's upset. The swelling of the music here helps drive Lana's resolve. She claims ownership of HERSELF, and still compares her body parts to parts of California. Her delivery of "My lips" in particular is pure camp, whether she intended it to be or not. It's so deliciously dramatic, borderline Broadway-level, and almost overtakes the song itself, but you can really sense that she's feeling herself in that moment (as she should). If you think that you know yourself, you can come over... Lay your hands on me like you're a Land Rover... in Arcadia. I'm not sure what she means by the "If you think that you know yourself, you can come over" line. Either she's mocking herself for not knowing where she belongs in this world (despite equating her body parts to parts of CA) and wanting to spend time with a man more self-assured than she is, or she's wanting to know what parts of CA another man is made of. Either way, it's cute and flirtatious, and Lana looks camp square in the eye by finishing off the end of the verse slightly flat. A four-line PERFORMANCE of a verse, my friends. From deflation and resignation, to anger and embarrassment, to resilience and confidence, to flirtation and Broadway-infused camp. The drama of it all! Arcadia is that bitch!

It sounds sexy. It's gotta serve sex. How can it not.

tired of the groupie love hate tbh... i'm tested

- Carmen - The Other Woman - Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood - Coachella (I like the lyrics, but the production is not it) Other than those, I wouldn't scrap anything, really. The covers of hers I love (Chelsea Hotel, Some Things Last a Long Time) never make her albums, and the ones that do make the albums are always my least favorites.

I love Arcadia. The second verse has become my favorite part of the song - how she intentionally goes ever-so-slightly off key as the cracks start to show that she's actually furious ("My heart is like paper, I hate ya... I can't stay, I'm not native..."). When I first heard the second verse I thought to myself "Girl wat r u doin..." but now I genuinely get what she was going for. She's truly something else.

Yes! Love this. We're so spoiled and lucky to be getting a brand new album in October, because that's the time of year I think Chemtrails will really blossom as well. It's always felt like a fall album to me, as opposed to a winter/spring album.

I love Chemtrails.