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I want her to call us "customers" or "clients".

I'm officially too old to rely to the lyrics of the song. I feel young, but not that kind of young. The song is cute though. It's cool that she's speaking directly to the young generation. The song is ok. I can't wait to hear more from the album.

Why is this video posted now? I thought American thanksgiving was in November Anyway

My first post here. I'm not sure how to express my thoughts. My English is rusty, bare (oops bear!) with me. I see Lana evolving, maturing and she seems in peace with life now, so to speak. I'd like an album of hope and wisdom. I want to feel she's strong and in charge, with her trademark sweetness and gentleness. I'd like her to show that it's possible to be an idealist and be happy being in the reality. Somehow, I'd like her to kill her inner princess; she's the only one who can save herself. As a cover, I could imagine her singing Tonight Tonight by The Smashing Pumpkins. I love the simplicity and the power of the lyrics. It would feel like she's talking directly to me and I'd like to hear those words from her mouth. Here's a live performance. I'd really like to find it in HD. I prefer this VMA performance than the studio version.

OMG she's so so so pretty, she's enhancing her beauty spots and drawing a fake eyelashes shadow like Marilyn

Lana Del Rey ft Pavarotti

I'm sad. I was maybe 3-4 years old, Careless Whisper was playing on the radio all the time and I started to understand the concept of love, sensuality, sexuality and passion. It sounds strange for such a young child, but those kind of songs (80s slow ballads with sax) awaken the romantic in me. I couldn't wait to grow old, I planned it to be my first slow dance with a boy. Slow dance was very common back then and I thought that people who slow danced were making love in front of everybody and I liked it. I would play his cassette and sing with a hairbrush as a microphone, teddy bears and dolls were my audience and I so wanted to participate to the Mini Stars, a local TV show where kids would sing, good or bad. Things were not that great in my life and music was the escape. RIP George. They don't make shorts as tight as yours nowadays. Choose life

C.R.A.Z.Y Brokeback Mountain Laurence Anyways

She looks amazing, I'm speechless.

My kind of therapy

http://www.billboard.com/articles/news/cover-story/6737539/lana-del-rey-billboard-cover-pop-stardom-relationships-anxiety

~ I like her ring

The girl is too short to be her I think. I like Lana's reaction

I'm there. I waited in line since midnight and flew from Montréal. I was #2 in one of the 8 lines. Apparently, the tallest girl in school is not the fastest runner anymore (it felt like she was at the Olympics when they opened the gates) and it's not because she was wearing a dress this time. Ended up being third row. I gave up after 45 minutes, now I'm laying on the grass enjoying the other shows with a beer. I'm gonna eat overpriced junk food soon, I'm excited! It's hot and sunny and there's a cool ocean breeze. I bought a big bottle of water for my friend who scored front row and a security guard gave it to him. We were not allowed to bring water and people will pass out before risking having their spot stolen. I'm serene. No selfie but I'm free P.s. It's a very small festival and even if I'm not front row, the view is amazing from afar! Bye là!

Same

Falafels, tabouleh, fattoush, dolma, baba ghanoush, hummus... Great vegan dish! She's expanding her taste buds horizons. I guess spaghetti with plain tomato sauce became redundant. Betty Tahini or Lana Muhammarah, would you please marry me?

A Video Games "translated" cover by a French Canadian male musician. Not my style, but interesting. Could listen to this at night sitting around a fire camp by the river. I like the harmonica and the vibrato. http://tirelecoyote.bandcamp.com/track/jeux-vid-o-lana-del-rey-video-games

And what about the homeless I talked about? No word for those millions of people dying everyday? I guess they don't count. - I didn't use the comparison to minimize what happened in WWII and the suffering people (not only Jews) went through in those trains to hell. My situation was voluntary and theirs was not. I used it as a description of the high level of physical discomfort/pain, heat/dehydration and space restriction. Not the emotional pain and worries. When security splashed us with fireman water hoses, when I saw girls passing out around me and when I thought I was about to give up of exhaustion, that comparison crossed my mind, but I should have kept that thought to myself. Or preferably not having it at all. The homeless comparison was more about the vulnerability of sleeping in the downtown streets of a big city. I don't pretend I know what a homeless everyday life and its struggles feels life. I hope they will still accept my food coupons I apologize if I offended anyone.

Words of wisdom. Thank you Fred. That's what I usually do, but today I just needed to vent. - The pre-concert experience was a big, big mess, to the point I had a hard time focusing/enjoying the show. Lana was fantastic, her vocals were top notch, a real pro. Plus, she had an overload of sensuality the way she danced and carried herself, très va va voom. I'm just mad at the security who couldn't make a narrower line, they made us move in large barricaded areas telling us that people should remember their position in line because they wanted it to be fair to everyone and I was naive. There was no line anymore when security moved us, you could fit 12 persons per row in that "line". I lost my spot because I decided to go talk to a group of friends on the back (I was #12 in line at 6am) and I thought I could get next/in front of the group of girls who lined up after me before security decided to disorganize everything, but those girls were pushed at the back too, so I tried my best to get in the front of the "line" before they open the gate, but it was hard, people were tight to each others ready to run like Forrest. When they opened the gates for us to go to bag search (5 lines), I was stuck behind a girl who got searched extensively and I could see all the other kids getting screened fast and already rushing to the stage. Security would scream at us not to run or they'll get us out like wtf we're not in a public swimming pool, how to you think you can control a hundred crazy fans? A freaking stampede. When I realized there was no spot left front row, I started getting a panic attack and cried saying how a looser with no-life I was for freaking out for such a stupid thing and a bunch of lovely girls had pity and squeezed themselves so I could fit in next to my friend. But our other friend couldn't make it, she was second row and she was mad at the girls because if they would have squeezed themselves a bit more, she could have been front row, but the girls didn't wanted to get pushed far right, so one of them gave her a dirty look saying "who are you?" (she probably didn't know she was with us). My friend was crying, asking me to push them, but I felt bad because the girls already gave me a spot and the 3 of us in our group would not stand up in diagonal to let her get front row because of the uncomfortable/too intimate position (chest next to the back). I feel guilty about it, but everyone became territorial and it made me act like a bad selfish person, I hate that. We're not friends in everyday life, we just help each other getting organized when Lana comes to Montréal. When I realized I was on 2nd row, I started talking loudly, saying it wasn't fair and one of them agreed and I told him "You got in line 1 hour later than me, why don't you give me your spot if you agree it isn't fair?" and he didn't do anything, and I'm not mad at him at all (I really like him), I would have done the same thing. It's just not the kind of general atmosphere I like, I'm not competitive and I like to share and do things right. Everybody in our group think like that. But we couldn't. My friend on 2nd row had to have medical staff to help her walk out of the site, her back was dead. Btw she finally was able to squeeze in first row when the show started, but she had to tolerate the bad energy of the girl on her left who was mad at her. It went from shoulders 2 shoulders -> hips 2 hips, my arms were crossed in front of me and my boobs were popping out of my cleavage lawl. The pressure on my arms and shoulders was so bad like when you get blood pressure test. My body wasn't properly aligned and most of my weight was on my left foot, I felt like a flamingo, but I wasn't resting. Lana met some fans before OTTR, the last song. I thought she might come back after, but she didn't. She waved at the crowd and I was waving at her with the most desperate face, showing her my UV vinyl, stretching my body over that stupid barricade, trying to reach her and she smiled at me with a slightly sad expression in her face. I understood later that she probably left because of the curfew. C'est la vie! Well, at least I tried the festival thing. I was hesitant, and I was right (it sucked), but I tried it. I'm gonna sell my ticket for the Ohana Fest. Even if it's a smaller festival, hardcore fans will be there and it's gonna be a fight for front row again. I also heard LA fans are quite aggressive. Good luck @@LAman. I'm also disappointed at life, because I had 3 opportunities to meet her in Montréal for that concert and I chose not to wait at her hotel the day of the show, because I wanted to get front row (the goal is to enjoy the music, not take a selfie) and my other friends who knew her hotel (I think we were the only 3 people who found out where she stayed) met her and talked to her for about 5 minutes, got their vinyl signed (she didn't want to take pictures though). They couldn't tell in what mood she was, they said she didn't seam to enjoy talking to them, but why didn't she leave? There's nothing rude to say that you have to go. I don't really get it. Maybe she's open to talk, but jaded by the redundancy of the conversations. Or she realize after a few words that "we", fans, are not so special. I saw some of the Lana crew at the airport (Blake, Biron, Tom, Kevin, Johnny, Pamy, Anna...) and said a few words to them as they were passing by, one by one. I told Johnny (her stylist) that the best dress Lana wears are in her Montréal shows and he laughed I asked Biron if he had fun at Lolla and he said yes and I asked if Lana was coming and he said "Maybeee..." with a huge smile. We waited 2-3 more hours and we didn't see her, so we left. My friend who met her at her hotel the day of the show texted me and said the first time she came out, she jumped in the car with Johnny and they took off so fast he didn't have time to react. He said he didn't know where they were going, maybe soundcheck and it didn't make sense because it was 3pm the day of the show and there was already other acts on stage, so I said they went shopping for a better dress I love yellow. So yep, that's the story. A lot of negativity, but on a brighter note, I didn't starve (I brought 3 meals for the whole day), I have a light sunburn, we had shadow starting at 2pm, security gave us a bit of water, the show was great, it wasn't raining, I got front row, I wasn't alone and I enjoyed chatting with the people around me, I didn't touch my cellphone during the show and most of all, it was so hot outside I didn't have to pee in a bottle! Last year, I slept outside all night to get a good spot and I thought to myself "That's how it feels to sleep on the concrete in the city when you're homeless" and this year I thought to myself "That's how it feels to be squeezed in a train to Auschwitz".

The Montreal Gazette review is great Rob twitted it. A not so good review from the Toronto Sun (my comments in bold):

My pussy taste like Dom Pérignon

Hold on, did she came down only for you or did she take pictures with other fans as well?

I'm dying ffs only 15 days left before she comes to my city, this is exactly the kind of atmosphere I like, the audience was good, the acoustic too, she seems glad to be there. Did she felt confident during her performance overall? I have the impression she's a bit nervous with Salvatore, it's understandable. Did she ask the audience if they wanted to hear a specific song or did people in the audience just started to shout "Salvatore"? I so wanted her to sing Yayo one day! In my mind, she was alone on the stage with Blake, both sitting in a stool and him playing the acoustic guitar. She's playing it which is 10X better (Of course I know Blake is a better guitarist, but you get what I mean). It's in my top 3 song of hers, I thought she would never play guitar because of the nails but she understood music>glam. Thank you everyone who share their experience with words, it's very interesting to me!