Listen to Lana’s new song Off To The Races.
* If you live in UK, you can download for free on Itunes.
First, the case for the prosecution. It would be nice if Lana Del Rey really was the mysterious polymath auteur she briefly appeared to be when the vaguely Adam Curtis-like clip for Video Games started doing the rounds on the internet, rather than a female singer who’s worked – like Adele, Duffy, Florence Welch and Katie Melua – with blue-chip songwriters-for-hire Eg White and Guy Chambers. It would be nice if the record company biog that called her “a recent resident of a New Jersey trailer park recently emerged from smalltown USA” didn’t feel at least slightly duplicitous given she’s actually Lizzy Grant, the daughter of a multi-millionaire estate agent and internet domain magnate – “Hypnotic New Album From Domainer’s Daughter Lana Del Ray Now Available!” offered Domain Name Journal’s headline on the release of the 2010 debut album her management has gone out of the way to suppress – and the small town was Lake Placid, ski resort, tourist spot and self-styled “playground of North America”. And it would be nice if the image overhaul she underwent – including the name change, never mind rumours about the size of her lips – hadn’t provoked the kind of prose you find on MTV’s Style Blog: “ZOMG she is so important … the self-proclaimed “gangster Nancy Sinatra’ embodies the best of strong, sculpted eyebrows, bump-its and hairsprayed tonsorial PERFECTION.”