Zachary Cole Smith has overcome a multitude of problems to make this intensely powerful album
Lana Del Rey, 'Video Games'
Instant classic from Ms Del Rey
That’s just one of a peculiarly beautiful set of contrasts: delicate harp plumage and weighty piano build to a climax that’ll make you weep harder than completing Halo 3, yet Del Ray sings about a state of untroubled romantic bliss: “He holds me in his big arms/Drunk and I am seein’ stars/This is all I think of”. The heart-punching sadness comes from knowing it’s fleeting, emphasised by her voice – a flooring, Cat Power-ish pout. We’re furiously addicted, and somewhere, in a dark studio, Florence is screaming at herself for not writing this.
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