Ho Ho HooooooooWHOAA! Hello there, cheeriest Filthy Dreams Christmas cookies! What’s that? What am I doing? Well, I’m just making a list and checking it twice. No, not my shopping list! Planning is for fools! And who wants to plot too far in advance about the gifts you’re giving to OTHER people this holiday season?! … Continue reading
“I was one thing, now I’m being another,” sings Our Lady of the Beaches, Driving Fast and Ruined Peaches Lana Del Rey in the song “Happiness is a butterfly,” off of her new blessed album Norman Fucking Rockwell!. And indeed, Lana is being another. Though certainly not a complete transition away from the rest of … Continue reading
*sniff sniff* Why, hello there, dearest tear-stained Filthy Dreams readers! What’s that? Oh, I’m just sobbing as I can feel that chill in the summer air, and you know what that means…no, not our World Famous Pumpkin Punch, though that would make any stable person weep (Secret: it’s the sheer amount of cinnamon, nutmeg, … Continue reading
Why hello there, faithful Filthy Dreams readers! What’s that? You’re in the mood to rank moments from the past year with no real basis except for your own fervently subjective but strongly felt opinions? Me too! I’m ready to get zealous and list, wrap-up and rank anything and everything that happened in 2018 with fanatical … Continue reading
*boom* *bang* Why hello there, dearest Filthy Dreams readers! And happy 4th of July! What’s that? You weren’t sure if those were fireworks or gunshots? Me neither! Welcome to America in 2018! No matter which it was, pull up a lawn chair, grab a beer and let’s celebrate our centuries-long democratic experiment that seems to … Continue reading
“Los Angeles is not what you see in the movies. It’s like Detroit with palm trees.”–Don Draper I never liked the Los Angeles episodes of Mad Men. Well, at least at first. Something about Don losing himself in the sun, sand and vivid colors of California just felt wrong. He belonged guzzling an Old Fashioned … Continue reading
After the dreamy crack of fireworks and a soar of cinematic strings, Lana Del Rey begins her lush love song “National Anthem” with the frank line: “Money is the anthem of success.” Celebrating the all-too-rich, beautiful and doomed, the corresponding 8-minute long video features Lana immersed in a Kennedy-esque Camelot fairytale with A$AP Rocky playing the JFK to Lana’s Jackie. Continue reading
“Is it the end of an era? Is it the end of America?” wonders Lana Del Rey in the startlingly prescient chorus to her song “When The World Was At War We Kept Dancing” off her new album Lust For Life, which was released this Friday. Lust For Life marks a distinct change in Lana’s … Continue reading
This week, narcotic songstress Lana Del Rey, a Lynchian romantic favorite here at Filthy Dreams, released a dramatic trailer to announce her new album Lust For Life. In the black and white video, Lana, with doe-like eyes and big hair, purrs about cooking up new songs for “the kids” as telephones, moons and other objects … Continue reading
Through her music, as well as her videos, Lana Del Rey defines a distinctive bittersweet nostalgic Americana–an idyllic yet irreversibly corrupted fantasy. Del Rey’s America is a beautiful California landscape marred by the revving of the Hell’s Angel’s engines. Continue reading