QueenOfHearts

ok ed 

Sobbing at how this thread was hotter than the LDR9 Pre-Pre-Release thread ever was 

We're too short on Honeymoon-era unreleased stuff. Do you know why Crazy for You hasn't leaked yet?

I like to see how an artist comes up with an idea and starts working on it.  I do this to myself: I write poems and keep all the drafts.  I'm a bit nostalgic.

You have the same doubts as I do. Thanks for bringing this into the discussion.

Wow just googled Joan Didion. These photos look like the inspiration behind the Ultraviolence album cover.

 

 
definitely going to check out her book The White Album as this sounded more interesting than slouching towards Bethlehem 

meaning: the usual suspects / stuff she's directly or indirectly mentioned in songs or interviews AND books whose themes relate to her persona / vibe / interests and thus we might like to read.
 
stuff she's mentioned one way or another : (surely incomplete, i'll keep editing this if people add others in the replies)
Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov Leaves of Grass - Walt Whitman Paradise Lost - John Milton Helter Skelter - Vincent Bugliosi Burnt Norton - TS Eliot On The Road - Jack Kerouac Tropic of Cancer - Henry Miller Howl - Allen Ginsberg Victoria Holt - Road to Paradise Island Norman Rockwell (no specific book afaik) The Master Key System - Charles F. Haanel (@MoonAgain) The Bible (@HANGINGFROOT) Think and Grow Rich - Napoleon Hill (@Barry) The Satanic Witch - Anton LaVey Aleister Crowley (no specific book mentioned) Black Beauty - Anna Sewell A Clockwork Orange - Anthony Burgess Nature (essay) - Ralph Waldo Emerson (this + the 3 above by @trayertrash) Mind Breaths: Poems 1972-77 - Allen Ginsberg Matcha - Jessica Flint & Anna Kavaliunas Everyday Watercolor: Learn to Paint Watercolor in 30 Days - Jenna Rainey (this + 2 above @ ig post feb 19) Tropic of Capricorn - Henry Miller (ig post march 19) Women Who Run With the Wolves: Myths and Stories about the Wild Woman Archetype - Clarissa Pinkola Estés The Creative Fire: Myths and Stories About the Cycles of Creativity - Clarissa Pinkola Estés Untie the Strong Woman: To Know and Honor Holy Mother - Clarissa Pinkola Estés (this + 2 above @ ig post july 2019) In The Nature Of Materials: The Buildings of Frank Lloyd Wright 1887-1941 - Henry-Russell Hitchcock Man And His Symbols - Carl Jung The Evolution of Beauty: How Darwin's Forgotten Theory of Mate Choice Shapes the Animal World - Richard Prum (@kristinaj this + 2 above @ ig posts september 2019) Forbidden Gates: How Genetics, Robotics, Artificial Intelligence, Synthetic Biology, Nanotechnology, and Human Enhancement Herald The Dawn Of TechnoDimensional Spiritual Warfare - Tom Horn and Nita Horn (@AnarKissed) Surfing California - Bank Wright  
our Lana-related recs : (add a brief description)
The Girls - Emma Cline (coming of age story of a teen girl who joins a Manson-like cult in the 60s) Marlena - Julie Buntin (story of a toxic & dangerous friendship between 2 teen girls, marked by drug addiction and general recklessness) White Oleander - Janet Fitch (a very California book about a girl placed in several foster homes & her toxic, beautiful mother) Joan Didion - Slouching Towards Bethlehem (imo it's impossible Lana hasn't read this book; a series of seminal essays about 60s California by prob the most iconic Cali writer) Junky - William Burroughs (THE book about heroin addiction) Inherent Vice - Thomas Pynchon (psychedelic noir set in 60s California about a stoner P.I. looking for a lost girl; also: watch the movie!!!) The Two Mrs. Greenvilles - Dominick Dunne (@kitschesque, "BTD era glamour") Bonjour Tristesse - Françoise Sagan (@RainOverLondon, "teenage girl named cécile who lives a lavish and languorous lifestyle, spending the summer at her family’s french riviera villa with her father, raymond, and his mistress, elsa; call me by your name meets gossip girl") Lithium For Medea - Kate Braverman (a story of addiction, of complicated mother/daughter relationships & toxic romances set in Venice, LA)

You’ll need to be a bit more subtle than that Ben and Ed

Which signs do you associate Lana's music videos by?
What energy does each video emanate by you? 

For me atm, 

Chemtrails/ West Coast - Aries:
Bold, main character energy. 

Born To Die - Taurus:
Opulent, sensual. 

Music To Watch Boys To/ FIILY - Gemini:
Playful, colorful. 

Blue Jeans/ Video Games - Cancer:
Nostalgic, classic.

Ride/ High By The Beach - Leo:
Creative, regal. 

National Anthem/ Love - Virgo:
Cherishing, solid. 

Ultraviolence/ Shades Of Cool - Libra
Movie-esque

Summertime Sadness/ Freak - Scorpio 
Cult classic, perceptive.

Doin' Time - Sagittarius 
Active, blunt. 

White Mustang - Capricorn
Persevering, established. 

Lust For Life - Aquarius 
Existential, forward anthemic. 

Honeymoon/ The greatest - Pisces
Dreamy, evokes emotion, immersive.
 

When I look back
Tracing fingertips over plastic bags
I think I wish I could extrapolate some small intention
Or maybe get your attention
For a minute or two
Just like picasso when he painted the mona lisa
He gave her all the attention she wanted
You will see me happy when I am sad
Because nobody asked picasso not to be sad

if she's doing more automatic songwriting on this album i think we should all prepare for many more random lyrics like this personally I cant wait and i hope she channels some gay slurs

okay it's either giving valley of the dolls and is this happiness where the bags are her lover's lil coke baggies  or it's a scene of chemtrails-like normality w literal grocery store shopping bags  

The way I interpreted it was Lana being lost in thought while doing something mundane, like having come home from grocery shopping, absentmindedly running her fingers over the plastic grocery bags while she thinks about someone from her past. It seems like she's rerunning moments/experiences between them and is desperately trying to find some hidden meaning behind why they did the things they did. It sounds like she was neglected/ignored by this person and was vying for their attention, and is desperately trying to deduce whether their actions were silent messages to her.
 
dunno if it's right or not, but that's my take. what do y'all think

Actually this is the only thing that makes sense in Lana's context.

Probably a complete reach but my first thought was of her in her teens running her fingers over bags of drugs? Don’t drag me, I’m no lyrical mastermind, it’s just where my mind first went 

idk what the hell it means but im living. I cannot seem to even put these lyrics to a melody in my head but I know she will serve a beautiful one
 
interesting how she seems to be writing really differently from even Norman? I enjoy her being super creative and obscure with the poetry tbh, I'm just hoping the production is a little more clean and solid than on BB to balance out some of that complexity in the lyricism.

DNC coming soon ladies and gays 

don't understand a word of it and it's kinda insane, i love it  

I love this already. So she already has a tracklist in mind without having the title?  or maybe she just didn't want to reveal it yet

It already sounds like a nice opener 🔥❤️

When I look back, tracing fingertips over plastic bags
Thinking I wish I could extrapolate some small intention
Or maybe just get your attention for a minute or two?
 
Will I die?
Or will I get to that ten-year mark
Where I beat the extinction of telomeres?
And if I do, will you be there with me?
Father? Sister? Brother?
 
Charlie, stop smoking
Caroline, will you be with me? 
Will the baby be all right?
Will I have one of mine?
Can I handle it?
Even if I do, they said that my mind
It's not fit, or so they said, to carry a child
I guess I’ll be fine
 
It wasn’t my idea, the cocktail of things that twist neurons inside
But without them, I’d die
They say there’s irony in the music, It’s a tragedy, I
See nothing Greek in it
Give me a mausoleum in Rhode Island with dad, grandma, grandpa, and Dave
Who hung himself real high
In the national park sky
It’s a shame, and I’m crying right now
I didn’t get to you, save you
If I take my life, find your astral body
Put it into my arms
Give you two seconds to cry
Take you home, I
I’ll give you a blanket
Your spirit can sit and watch TV by my side
‘Cause baby I
 
Went through a time when I felt you were doing it
I couldn’t handle it, I was in Monaco
I couldn’t hear what they said on the telephone
I had to sing for the prince in two hours
Sat in the shower
Gave myself two seconds to cry
It’s a shame that we die
 
When I was fifteen, naked
Next-door neighbors did a drive-by
Pulled me up by my waist, long hair to the beachside
I wanted to go out like you
Swim with the fishes that he caught on Rhode Island beaches
But, sometimes, it's just not your time, Caroline
 
What kind of ~~~ was she to say I’d end up in institutions?
All I wanted to do was kiss Aaron Greene and sit by
The lake, twisting lime into the drinks that they made 
Have a babe at sixteen, the town I was wed in and die
 
Aaron ended up dead and not me 
What the fuck’s wrong in your head
To send me away never to come back? 
Exotic places and people don't take the place of being your child
I give myself two seconds to cry
Let it crash over me like the waves in the sea
Call me Aphrodite as they bow down to me
 
Sunbather, moon-chaser, queen of empathy
I give myself two seconds to breathe
And go back to being a serene queen
I just needed two seconds to be me

Are you really saying Ultraviolence, the title track, is only on the album because time constraints?

I wore diamonds for the birth of your baby
For the birth of your son
On the same day my husband to be
Packed his things to run
 
Was bittersweet to say the least
One life begins one comes undone
I've always been a strong woman of faith
Strong like a tree but the unlucky one
 
I'm going down, now
With all of my
 
Fine china and fresh linen
All of my dresses with them tags still on them
Fine china and dull silver
My white horses and my ivory ornaments
I guess they really got the best of us didn't they?
They said that love was enough but it wasn't
The earth shattered, the sky opened
The rain was fire but we were wooden
 
I wore diamonds for the day of our wedding 
For our day in the sun
On the same day my mother to be said she wouldn't come
It's always been that way with me
No time for change no time for fun
It's always been that way it seems
one love begins one comes undone
 
I'm going down, now
With all of my
 
Fine china and fresh linen
All of my dresses with them tags still on them
Fine china and dull silver
My white horses and my ivory ornaments
I guess they really got the best of us didn't they?
They said that love was enough but it wasn't
The earth shattered, the sky opened
The rain was fire but we were wooden
 
All of my all of my fine china
All of my all of my fine china
All of my all of my fine china
 
blue uh ha ha ha
 
All of my all of my fine china
All of my all of my fine china
All of my all of my fine china
 
blue uh ha ha ha
 
Fine china and fresh linen
All of my dresses with them tags still on them
Fine china and dull silver
My white horses and my ivory ornaments
I guess they really got the best of us didn't they?
They said that love was enough but it wasn't
The earth shattered, the sky opened
The rain was fire but we were wooden
 
Fine china, fine china, fine china
 
Fresh linen, fresh linen, fresh linen
 
Ahhh ahhh ahh
Ahhh ahhh ahh
Ahhh ahhh ahh
Ahhh ahhh ahh

it's a david kahne aka outtake 
 
edit: like an actually produced song not a laptop demo

“I remember the Seashell Hotel
Freddie and Marilyn would make their way down
Cigarettes and a haunted tale from the town”