Interscope Artist Lana Del Rey

[Miguel]

“I don’t think I’ll write another record. What would I say? I feel like everything I wanted to say, I’ve said already..."

7 months(!) later, she's back.

Lana Del Rey’s appearance Wednesday night at The Wooly—three connected rooms that form a hesitantly retro lounge, bar, and restaurant at the base of the Woolworth Building—was a calm and tightly supervised affair.

...The several hundred guests were orderly and camera-friendly. More than one seemed as visually like Del Rey as Del Rey herself—human highlighter marks, all reminding us to look more closely at the original.

At nine o’clock, the original Del Rey took to a tiny stage placed in the largest of the three rooms.

...The appearance coincides with Del Rey’s various H&M advertisements, and the unscheduled but imminent release of a “Paradise” edition—i.e. rerelease—of “Born To Die” that will contain six (or seven) new songs described by the artist as an “afterthought.” There are no more scheduled appearances until her first U.S. tour begins, in January of 2013. The Wooly show seemed, though, like the first and last stop on the “Yes, I Can Sing, Can We Get On With It Now Please?” tour. Had it been called that, we’d be done. Yes, she can sing.

We heard no percussive sounds of any kind—just a piano, an electric guitar, and a quartet of two violins, a viola, and a cello. (A laptop was perched atop the piano, but it only ran a time-keeping click for the band’s in-ear monitors and added no unseen sounds.) Del Rey ran through “Blue Jeans,” and then performed “Body Electric,” which is apparently one of the new afterthoughts, though she introduced it by saying “I love it so much.” The song, done in a unplugged, string-heavy way, matches the grainy wobble of “Born To Die,” and is true to Del Rey’s taste for simply lifting well-known phrases: “Baby, I’m on fire” and “I sing the body electric.” After that, we got “Video Games” and “Blue Velvet,” keeping the whole performance in promotional mode. Before the fourth and last song, Del Rey said, “If we’d known how happy you’d be, this wouldn’t be the last song.” That was the only false note—this was a set about control and focus—she was going to wing it like I’m a blue goose. The singing matched the outfit: control is not a bad thing when you end with a vocal performance full of warmth and texture (and a grip of smashed-together catchphrases but patience, people). Del Rey came up with an idea, and it’s exactly as much fun as a Wooly Gimlet, a slightly sweet vodka drink native to the bar. The doubters will need better ammunition, as Del Rey’s pitch and timbre and shtick are all in fine form.

http://www.newyorker.com/online/blogs/sa...z27HSiSLu3

I went to check Twitter to see if anyone had tweeted about this appearance last Wednesday and was surprised to find tweets are made about her made every minute.