I genuinely wanted to like Born To Die. I knew I’d never love it, because the charm of Video Games, Lana Del Rey’s breakthrough hit, was largely lost on me, but I hoped with Born To Die there would be enough substance underneath the style for me to connect with. There wasn’t. Still, I thought I should be measured about the whole thing, that I shouldn’t indulge my disappointment and instead write a professional, thoughtful album review. I don’t want to take the side of those depressingly predictable Lana haters, after all. On the other hand, one really should be honest with one’s album reviews; it’s an obligation I can’t in good faith run away from. So to honour my place as a sensible critic and placate my sense of critical honour, I’m going to give you two reviews of 2012’s most anticipated album. The first is basically my Lana-notes, … There’s more →