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Serve of the century  Why do I kind of want this to be a single cover?

downAtTheSantaAnitaRacetrack
White Dress Pt. II incoming

y'all think those might be lyrics?
 
You lose some you
Win some at the Santa Anita Race Track

my Thai basil plant said Hans Zimmer is producing the entirety of LDR9
 
atmospheric retro space synth psychedelia magnum opus incoming!!!

Instead of escaping the wildfires, Del Rey steers herself straight into them on her ninth studio album. 
 
There’s a seamless sense of continuity between the tracks on the record, with wah-wah pedals bleeding into warm synths and melting horn blows. The record almost seems to hearken back to the psychedelic languor of Honeymoon, but the surf rock influence that we heard breaths of in the Antonoff-produced Fuck it I love you has finally reached its full form. 
 
The middle of the record takes an interesting twist with Bruise: the acid-tab-fed, siren little sister of Dealer. From this point on, the record becomes both darker and more abstract in its lyricism until the final, most jarringly autobiographical track of her career—Out Of The Ashes.
 
“The loves I lost to camera shutters/Wish I had no voice/But still I sing for you,” she says a final time in the absence of any instrumentation, punctuating the record with a half-whispered confession that leaves you uncomfortable for hearing something so personal.
 
★★★★★   

my Thai basil plant said Hans Zimmer is producing the entirety of LDR9
 
atmospheric retro space synth psychedelia magnum opus incoming!!!

Instead of escaping the wildfires, Del Rey steers herself straight into them on her ninth studio album. 
 
There’s a seamless sense of continuity between the tracks on the record, with wah-wah pedals bleeding into warm synths and melting horn blows. The record almost seems to hearken back to the psychedelic languor of Honeymoon, but the surf rock influence that we heard breaths of in the Antonoff-produced Fuck it I love you has finally reached its full form. 
 
The middle of the record takes an interesting twist with Bruise: the acid-tab-fed, siren little sister of Dealer. From this point on, the record becomes both darker and more abstract in its lyricism until the final, most jarringly autobiographical track of her career—Out Of The Ashes.
 
“The loves I lost to camera shutters/Wish I had no voice/But still I sing for you,” she says a final time in the absence of any instrumentation, punctuating the record with a half-whispered confession that leaves you uncomfortable for hearing something so personal.
 
★★★★★   

Instead of escaping the wildfires, Del Rey steers herself straight into them on her ninth studio album. 
 
There’s a seamless sense of continuity between the tracks on the record, with wah-wah pedals bleeding into warm synths and melting horn blows. The record almost seems to hearken back to the psychedelic languor of Honeymoon, but the surf rock influence that we heard breaths of in the Antonoff-produced Fuck it I love you has finally reached its full form. 
 
The middle of the record takes an interesting twist with Bruise: the acid-tab-fed, siren little sister of Dealer. From this point on, the record becomes both darker and more abstract in its lyricism until the final, most jarringly autobiographical track of her career—Out Of The Ashes.
 
“The loves I lost to camera shutters/Wish I had no voice/But still I sing for you,” she says a final time in the absence of any instrumentation, punctuating the record with a half-whispered confession that leaves you uncomfortable for hearing something so personal.
 
★★★★★   

I still have hopes this could happen some day. I would like to see it

I still have hopes this could happen some day. I would like to see it

my Thai basil plant said Hans Zimmer is producing the entirety of LDR9
 
atmospheric retro space synth psychedelia magnum opus incoming!!!

Instead of escaping the wildfires, Del Rey steers herself straight into them on her ninth studio album. 
 
There’s a seamless sense of continuity between the tracks on the record, with wah-wah pedals bleeding into warm synths and melting horn blows. The record almost seems to hearken back to the psychedelic languor of Honeymoon, but the surf rock influence that we heard breaths of in the Antonoff-produced Fuck it I love you has finally reached its full form. 
 
The middle of the record takes an interesting twist with Bruise: the acid-tab-fed, siren little sister of Dealer. From this point on, the record becomes both darker and more abstract in its lyricism until the final, most jarringly autobiographical track of her career—Out Of The Ashes.
 
“The loves I lost to camera shutters/Wish I had no voice/But still I sing for you,” she says a final time in the absence of any instrumentation, punctuating the record with a half-whispered confession that leaves you uncomfortable for hearing something so personal.
 
★★★★★   

Instead of escaping the wildfires, Del Rey steers herself straight into them on her ninth studio album. 
 
There’s a seamless sense of continuity between the tracks on the record, with wah-wah pedals bleeding into warm synths and melting horn blows. The record almost seems to hearken back to the psychedelic languor of Honeymoon, but the surf rock influence that we heard breaths of in the Antonoff-produced Fuck it I love you has finally reached its full form. 
 
The middle of the record takes an interesting twist with Bruise: the acid-tab-fed, siren little sister of Dealer. From this point on, the record becomes both darker and more abstract in its lyricism until the final, most jarringly autobiographical track of her career—Out Of The Ashes.
 
“The loves I lost to camera shutters/Wish I had no voice/But still I sing for you,” she says a final time in the absence of any instrumentation, punctuating the record with a half-whispered confession that leaves you uncomfortable for hearing something so personal.
 
★★★★★   

I absolutely appreciate Justin Parker. One of the absolute best she's worked with.

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my Thai basil plant said Hans Zimmer is producing the entirety of LDR9
 
atmospheric retro space synth psychedelia magnum opus incoming!!!

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Instead of escaping the wildfires, Del Rey steers herself straight into them on her ninth studio album. 
 
There’s a seamless sense of continuity between the tracks on the record, with wah-wah pedals bleeding into warm synths and melting horn blows. The record almost seems to hearken back to the psychedelic languor of Honeymoon, but the surf rock influence that we heard breaths of in the Antonoff-produced Fuck it I love you has finally reached its full form. 
 
The middle of the record takes an interesting twist with Bruise: the acid-tab-fed, siren little sister of Dealer. From this point on, the record becomes both darker and more abstract in its lyricism until the final, most jarringly autobiographical track of her career—Out Of The Ashes.
 
“The loves I lost to camera shutters/Wish I had no voice/But still I sing for you,” she says a final time in the absence of any instrumentation, punctuating the record with a half-whispered confession that leaves you uncomfortable for hearing something so personal.
 
★★★★★   

my Thai basil plant said Hans Zimmer is producing the entirety of LDR9
 
atmospheric retro space synth psychedelia magnum opus incoming!!!

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I still have hopes this could happen some day. I would like to see it

Instead of escaping the wildfires, Del Rey steers herself straight into them on her ninth studio album. 
 
There’s a seamless sense of continuity between the tracks on the record, with wah-wah pedals bleeding into warm synths and melting horn blows. The record almost seems to hearken back to the psychedelic languor of Honeymoon, but the surf rock influence that we heard breaths of in the Antonoff-produced Fuck it I love you has finally reached its full form. 
 
The middle of the record takes an interesting twist with Bruise: the acid-tab-fed, siren little sister of Dealer. From this point on, the record becomes both darker and more abstract in its lyricism until the final, most jarringly autobiographical track of her career—Out Of The Ashes.
 
“The loves I lost to camera shutters/Wish I had no voice/But still I sing for you,” she says a final time in the absence of any instrumentation, punctuating the record with a half-whispered confession that leaves you uncomfortable for hearing something so personal.
 
★★★★★   

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I'm sure her opening Honeymoon means something is coming (even if it's not LDR9).
She seemed pretty happy having a private account that she openend from time to time so her label was probably like "please Lana just make it public and put your name so people don't think you are a fan account" 
Now her FB and IG are public/working so we just need her Twitter to come back 

can UMG Thailand insider we all bullied off here but was right confirm? Is it like the Japan only deluxe version of UV?