Somewhere Only We know - Lana Del Rey

Ride / Lana Del Rey / Born To Die(The Paradise Edition)(2012)

後來才發現，似乎喜歡聽音樂的人，都有專屬於自己的口袋歌單，用來抵抗三不五時精神上的蚊蟲咬傷。那天跟一個也是喜愛音樂同事聊到，關於口袋歌單以及如何從音樂中獲得力量這種對於其他人或許太過抽象的話題，我們倒是聊得頗開心。我們唯一的不同是，我很樂意分享我的各種歌單給他，他卻不願意分享他自己的給我，他說，這是很私密的。我同意這真的很私密，但我仍很愛在這邊分享給大家我喜愛的音樂:)

2011~2013，因為開車上下班以及拜訪客戶，我花了很多時間在車上聽著自己喜愛的CD，然後跟著大聲唱，很享受如此的獨處空間與車內環繞出來的音樂效果，現在回想起，那是真是快樂用得最最奢侈的時候。在2013春末夏初的時候，無意間買了Lana Del Rey的專輯Born To Die，爾後整整有兩個月，車上每天只播著這張專輯。

Lana是個頗具爭議性的歌手，除了有著太像納塔莉波曼(笑)的美麗外型常被傳說是整出來的之外，其發跡的背景也頗具故事性。15歲因為酗酒問題嚴重被父母送去念了三年寄宿學校，18歲開始寫歌。2005年就被簽下來準備發專輯，但中間曲折一直到2010年發行首張同名專輯，三個月後在iTunes被下架。因為上傳了幾首歌曲到Youtube後，開始在網路上真正打開知名度。2012年歐洲音樂大獎上，德芮獲得了最佳另類歌手獎、最佳推薦歌手獎、最佳新人獎的提名(獲得了最佳另類歌手獎)，並在2013全英音樂獎獲得了國際最佳女歌手獎。

Lana令我著迷的地方是，她的嗓音低沉渾厚夾帶著迷幻且滄桑感，與其美麗的外貌反差甚大，這專輯中許多巴洛克式編曲，更加完美襯托出其嗓音的特質，也豐富了聽覺感受與經驗。

這首Ride大概是我單曲重播最高紀錄前三名之一。Lana透過這首描寫過去自己經歷的歌曲，傳達夢想與現實，瘋狂與自由之間的追逐與取捨，很建議搭配MV一起聽!(MV把她拍的好美)，透過MV畫面可以更直接感受其瘋狂、自由的意念。特別是MV在開頭與結尾都有一段獨白，藉由她的聲音念來，更加觸動人心。

通常在不開心的時候會放這首歌來聽，更加精準地說，通常在事情不順利或者是無力的時候，想要逃離的時候，聽這首歌，總是很有療癒效果。雖然事實上逃不開，但精神上總可有效的在一望無盡的公路上，飆著。

(下列將MV中的獨白文字列出，有興趣的可以讀一下，沒有的就往下去看MV吧!!)

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I was in the winter of my life and the men I met along the road were my only summer. At night I fell asleep with vision of myself dancing and laughing and crying with them. Three year down the line of being on an endless world tour and memories of them were the only things that sustained me, and my only real happy times. I was a singer, not very popular one, who once has dreams of becoming a beautiful poet- but upon an unfortunate series of events saw those dreams dashed and divided like million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again- sparkling and broken. But I really didn’t mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted and then losing it to know what true freedom is.

When the people I used to know found out what I had been doing, how I had been living- they asked me why. But there’s no use in talking to people who have a home, they have no idea what it’s like to seek safety in other people, for home to be wherever you lie your head.

I was always an unusual girl, my mother told me that I had a chameleon soul. No moral compass pointing me due north, no fixed personality, just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide as wavering as the ocean. And if I said that I didn’t plan for it to turn out this way I’d be lying- because I was born to be the other woman. I belonged to no one- who belonged to everyone, who had nothing- who wanted everything with a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn’t even talk about- and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me.

Every night I used to pray that I’d find my people and finally I did on the open road. We have nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore, except to make our lives into a work of art.

I believe in the country America used to be. I believe in the person I want to become, I believe in the freedom of the open road. And my motto is the same as ever, “I believe in the kindness of strangers.” And when I’m at war with myself, I ride. I Just Ride.*

Who are you? Are you in touch with all your darkest fantasies?

Have you created a life for yourself where you’re free to experience them?

I Have.

I Am Fucking Crazy. But I Am Free.

2015/06/06