There have only been a handful of albums in my life I've loved as much as "Norman Fucking Rockwell," Lana Del Rey's 2019 magnum opus produced by wunderkind producer and fun/Bleachers musician Jack Antonoff. To give you an idea of how much I fullheartedly loved that album, I really had stopped paying attention to LDR at this point. The period between "Honeymoon" and "NFR" Is a lost time for me. I've since gone back and revisited it, but while it was actually happening, I could have cared less.
"NFR" was this album that BLEW me away on my first listen. I hadn't heard an album so cohesively good in a minute. I spent the rest of 2019 listening to "NFR," on bus trips and plane rides and nights at home, and half of my first quarantine listening to it, too. It powered me through that phase of my life - it just hit home with me, on a deep level where music rarely resonates anymore. And I would classify it as my favorite album of all time - eclipsing others I've grown up with and loved in the few years it's been out.Between "NFR" and her grower-of-a-name follow-up "Chemtrails Over the Country Club," a lot has happened - both in Lana world and in the more macro universe. Of course we know in the much greater scheme of things, the Earth is moving faster toward the apocalypse or something, but things have been a bit messy and erratic in Lana world (you can google, but suffice to say it's been a little bit of a dumpster fire). She did release a poetry collection in summer 2020, and she was hard at work on not one but two follow-up albums the rest of the year. Any messiness aside, Lana is one extremely hard-working and talented artist - I would position her alongside Taylor Swift as one of the most productive musicians in mainstream pop/alternative.