Woodstock in my mind
On January 11th of this year, I went to see Lana Del Rey at United Center with my sisters. We had a really good time. We've liked her music for years and have seen her a few times prior, but this show was different. It was a stadium show...not a G.A. show where you're standing and people are sweaty and pushing you over and spilling beer on you.
How cool it is to see an artist you follow...go from small venue general admission shows to big stadium shows. And she sounds so good. So pure. So Lana.
I've been listening to a lot more of her music after that concert, mainly from her newest release, "Lust for Life."
I absolutely love the entire album. When it first released, I honestly didn't pay much attention to it. There must have been another new release out around that time that I was more interested in. Or it was Paul season and I was just obsessing with his songs...either one.
Anyways, her song, "Coachella - Woodstock In My Mind" is super interesting. And upon first listen, for me I thought it was gimmicky and kinda basic...but then I listened more to the actual narrative instead of just the beauty of her voice. (With Lana it's so easy to say all her songs sound the same. Because they pretty much do. But until you delve into the narrative and art of her songs, you're kind of just surface level.)
Listen to the song in the video on this page, if you aren't familiar.
On this song, she's ultimately singing about the juxtaposition of enjoying free time and dancing at Coachella, meanwhile the rest of the world is in crisis, or extremely near it. I would argue, in 2018, it's something everyone can relate to in a way. This song now becomes so much deeper, to me, than what I originally thought.
On the Genius app, which I love...I came across a really powerful quote from Lana, which she related to this song in particular:
"I find it's a tightrope between being vigilantly observant of everything going on in the world and also having enough space and time to appreciate God's good earth the way it was intended to be appreciated."
I really cannot relate to her more on this feeling. Balancing fear and feelings of helplessness with pleasure and joy, and feelings of guilt when others in the world do not have it as good as "we" do. Why should I be able to enjoy a concert and feel free and at ease, when a sick not-to-be-named gunman killed so many innocent humans in mass murder at a concert in Vegas? And in so many other instances.
What is the correct way to continue onward, just as humanity...and feel safe, but still have that sense of youthful carelessness? Is it even possible? Or is the result just guilt?
Food for thought.