Rogueish

I suppose messing up an appearance on Saturday Night Live has a certain amount of potential hipster appeal. That is, the idea of Lana Del Rey as a delicate and faintly ethereal artist who, nervously, falls apart in the harsh gaze of a middle-American TV audience kind of fits with her narrative. That “Lana Del Rey” is fairly obviously a performance is what makes her a bit more interesting than she otherwise might be; but if I really thought she was sufficiently committed to the performance to fuck up her first US TV appearance, then I would be impressed.