Uptown Girl

Long Lost

When I lived in Southern California, The Kings of Leon blew up. Somebody Like You had to of been the most played song on the radio. You couldn’t go more than an hour without hearing it somewhere. I loved that song. That album, I wanted to like so badly. Problem was, I couldn’t listen to it. It was one of the very few albums that gave me that gut wrenching, sick, in love, tortured, misunderstood, embarrassed, throw a book at the wall, feeling that just eats at you until you’re nothing. Absolutely nothing. I couldn’t listen to that album without wanting to just kill myself. I know this sounds dramatic, but then and now I don’t understand why. I can’t explain why I felt this way listening to a piece of plastic in my car. I wish I could. I can listen to it now. But then, it was kryptonite. I’m not sure if it had to do with my relationships at the time, or just that voice that pulled at my with claws. Either way, lightening has struck twice, but this time in the form of a girl named Lana Del Rey.

I didn’t even want to give this girl a shot. Just some hipster no talent chick. But the entire time I was in Long Beach the other weekend, I listened to her in my friends car. I fell in love with her. I fell in love with the cd, “Born To Die”. I am literally, in every way possible, obsessed with this album. I have already made several copies and have given them to friends. This album sucks me in and keeps me inside of its warm womb while I decide to be the most powerful person in the world, or cry for days in the fetal position. When It ends it spits me out hard onto concrete. It does not hit the way the kings of leon album did in that i can’t listen, but in the way that I cannot l stop. This is my 21 year old anthem, on repeat, going to listen to this five years from now and will be immediately be pulled back in time. 

Listen to this album, even if you don’t love it, there has to be a song that you decide to download. 

When your boyfriend goes on your tumblr and asks questions as you….