Rorman Nockwell

I don't know if this has been mentioned because I'm at work and I don't have time to check every page, but apparently sis will be on a San Diego radio station tomorrow:
 
https://twitter.com/alt949radio/status/1166478019092873217

Because she didn't have a plan, didn't want a plan, and it was fun, and Jack Antonoff is her favourite, and she loves his chords, and the album is called Norman Fucking Rockwell because Jack is so funny, and everyone and everything is blue. Especially Jack.
 
That's it. That's the interview transcript.

I’m 100% sure the “fame fame fame” reverb vocals on TNBAR is like an Easter egg for the fans or her paying homage to the first version because she had to censor herself and not roast whoever BAR was about, and not Lana/her team being lazy. After all the reverb couldn’t have been in the instrumental since it’s considered a vocal track therefore it had to have been a conscious decision to add it.
 
Thank you for coming to my TED talk

Why do something fun tomorrow when you could do it today?
Like we could all be dead tomorrow and then those of you who haven't listened will have died never having heard Cinnamon or California.  

Wot? No. 
 
He's married and she's legit inviting whoever it is to move to California and "hit her up".  
 
Plus she basically sings about having ghosted whoever it was, which was Barrie. Plus Barrie was "dark" and being from Scotland he probably hated the heat. 
 
It's either about Barrie or Ben Mawson. 

I don't know if this has been mentioned because I'm at work and I don't have time to check every page, but apparently sis will be on a San Diego radio station tomorrow:
 
https://twitter.com/alt949radio/status/1166478019092873217

Damn I posted my "review" in the wrong thread. Don't worry, here it is:
 
So ... I would marry California, have its children, cook its dinner, and wash its clothes.
 
Cinnamon is the hot pool maintenance guy that I'd have an affair with.
 
HTD, meanwhile, is that slimy dude at the bar who hasn't been hot since 1986, only drinks Bud Light, had a receding hairline, flaky scalp, tobacco-stained fingernails and eyelash mites. Don't leave your drink unattended whilst he's around, ladies.

Some may find the following musings a bit crackheaded, but there seems to be plenty of that going around, so whatever:
 
 
 

Wow. I thought you were cool, Bitches.
 
None of her title tracks are truly bad, though. I'm just sick of Born to Die.

Why do something fun tomorrow when you could do it today?
Like we could all be dead tomorrow and then those of you who haven't listened will have died never having heard Cinnamon or California.  

I don't know if this has been mentioned because I'm at work and I don't have time to check every page, but apparently sis will be on a San Diego radio station tomorrow:
 
https://twitter.com/alt949radio/status/1166478019092873217

Damn I posted my "review" in the wrong thread. Don't worry, here it is:
 
So ... I would marry California, have its children, cook its dinner, and wash its clothes.
 
Cinnamon is the hot pool maintenance guy that I'd have an affair with.
 
HTD, meanwhile, is that slimy dude at the bar who hasn't been hot since 1986, only drinks Bud Light, had a receding hairline, flaky scalp, tobacco-stained fingernails and eyelash mites. Don't leave your drink unattended whilst he's around, ladies.

The CRACK in here today
 

Yeah IMO if any of the songs are about the Prince of Pasta, it's HIAB:
 
"If he is a serial killer" = if he is a heartbreaker
 
He's a known womaniser who would fuck anything in a skirt.
 
It seems to be about a tumultuous relationship in LA and NYC ... and iirc he commuted between both cities for work.

Why do something fun tomorrow when you could do it today?
Like we could all be dead tomorrow and then those of you who haven't listened will have died never having heard Cinnamon or California.  

Wot? No. 
 
He's married and she's legit inviting whoever it is to move to California and "hit her up".  
 
Plus she basically sings about having ghosted whoever it was, which was Barrie. Plus Barrie was "dark" and being from Scotland he probably hated the heat. 
 
It's either about Barrie or Ben Mawson. 

Some may find the following musings a bit crackheaded, but there seems to be plenty of that going around, so whatever:
 
 
 

Damn I posted my "review" in the wrong thread. Don't worry, here it is:
 
So ... I would marry California, have its children, cook its dinner, and wash its clothes.
 
Cinnamon is the hot pool maintenance guy that I'd have an affair with.
 
HTD, meanwhile, is that slimy dude at the bar who hasn't been hot since 1986, only drinks Bud Light, had a receding hairline, flaky scalp, tobacco-stained fingernails and eyelash mites. Don't leave your drink unattended whilst he's around, ladies.

I really don't understand how people dislike Hope. It's so suffocatingly emotional. Such a perfectly raw blend of nihilism and optimism and a perfect picture of what living with depression for years feels like. Just a piano, a woman, and her pain. Perfection

I think, what this record is, for the most part imo, is the moments where you're just tired, with like, everything, and yet, you still find glimpses of light and love that you try to nurture and foster. Like, when your life's like a fucking storm, and you're trying to make things work and keep things going aside from the hardness and cold rigidness of what goes on in life, and then bam. U decide to share your inner thoughts and feelings, and you realize like a few seconds what goes on and it hits you? That there's still places of softness, and warmth that you'd find, and it just, fucking disarms you, and you feel grateful? Like, so so SO grateful. 

I think, it parallels a lot to what the trailer was introducing us to, like how we go through these moments of realization and find places of refuge, in the oceans of experience that we just live through. and. even if they're just islands where we feel safe, we're still fucking grateful for em. bc we're reminded of how we truly just want to be ourselves, past the defenses that what we put up. being able to be vulnerable like that. Like, it's a fucking whisper of the fucking heart, and how is that not powerful? Fucking courageous

The CRACK in here today
 

We are leaving the best song, Heroin, the fuck alone, and slandering Coachella.

Yeah IMO if any of the songs are about the Prince of Pasta, it's HIAB:
 
"If he is a serial killer" = if he is a heartbreaker
 
He's a known womaniser who would fuck anything in a skirt.
 
It seems to be about a tumultuous relationship in LA and NYC ... and iirc he commuted between both cities for work.

Wow. I thought you were cool, Bitches.
 
None of her title tracks are truly bad, though. I'm just sick of Born to Die.

Why do something fun tomorrow when you could do it today?
Like we could all be dead tomorrow and then those of you who haven't listened will have died never having heard Cinnamon or California.