It is possible for for someone to be highly intelligent, and yet have no information. This condition—usually associated with youth or prolonged adolescence—results often in boredom, the existential progenitor of nearly every significant art and cultural movement.[…] Boredom, a brililiant and brazen stupidity, is dazzlingly preemptive. When the bored youth is no longer young, he/she generally enacts his/her own early demise, or devotes him/her-self to acquiring information. Specificity preempts boredom. Like the incandescence of pop, boredom cannot be sustained indefinitely.
Chris Kraus from Where Art Belongs
If I don’t announce this now I never will so I address, however belatedly, the entire tumblr feminist boredom community and professional LDR thinkers, whom I respected though for some time did not quite follow, when I say:
I get it.
Something about being mired in anxious futurity dread, moving, multiple infestations, irritable bowel syndrome, and bad sexual decisions has brought me to this place of understanding. In said place watching Lana Del Rey do this lyrical melodrama while rolling her eyes is how else do I put this really thrilling. There’s a moment when you see life’s accumulated groans piled up on itself and suddenly there is nothing else to do but sit beside it. Yawning.
Anyway Lana Del Rey I’m not going to say your interviews aren’t slightly off-putting, they are (yet I like watching them?). I call you a role model ANYWAY.
yesssssssssss. welcome. i totally get what got you to where you are today, with us. it’s true that i never want to hear her speak, don’t care about her background, nix all of the interviews. her art stands on its own.