(@Download@) Lorde Solar Power {Mp3+Zip} Album Download
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One of the best things I’ve ever done’: Lorde on the joys of a social-media blackout A globally successful pop star by 16, this Kiwi singer taught the masters of the music business how to do things differently. Her latest album, Solar Power, was born out of pleasure and joy.
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“Being on social media,” says Lorde, “I was starting to feel like I was losing touch with the part of myself that could think at its own pace: even, to an extent, the part of myself that had free will.”
“Being on social media,” says Lorde, “I was starting to feel like I was losing touch with the part of myself that could think at its own pace: even, to an extent, the part of myself that had free will.
”CREDIT:BEN SKLAR. STYLING THROUGHOUT BY KARLA WELCH; HAIR BY CAMERON RAINS; MAKE-UP BY AMBER DREADON. LORDE WEARS DRESS BY IRIS VAN HERPEN.
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When Lorde was a teenager, there was no one like Lorde. No one in the whole wide world of pop music who looked like her (pale skin, clever face, Medusa hair); no one who captured the yearning and precocity of being 16 years old like her (because she actually was 16); no one who became a global pop star while living in her parents’ house in the Auckland suburbs like her.
There’s still no one like Lorde, now 24, whose real name is Ella Marija Lani Yelich-O’Connor. She has amazingly emphatic features: strong nose, wide mouth, thick brows, big eyes spaced widely apart, and enough hair for about five people. It’s the kind of face you might see in a Marvel movie, invariably belonging to a superhero capable of tearing a world apart with her bare hands. But she also seems fragile: slim shoulders, long slender neck, hair parted in the middle and drawn back in a low ponytail, exposing large, elf-like ears. She’s wearing a pinstriped shirt, and halfway through our interview she puts on an endearing, concertina-shaped grass hat. “This is my gardening hat,” she says. “Actually, it’s Australian.”
This interview was supposed to happen in Sydney, but now half the country is in lockdown, and she’s in Los Angeles for the promotion of her third album, Solar Power – in the Pacific Palisades, one of the richest residential neighbourhoods in the city, full of mountains and ocean views and immensely privileged, Botoxed coyotes. She’s sitting on a verandah with her screen angled towards a seemingly limitless backyard of trees and hills and rocky outcrops, as if she’s conjured her own wilderness kingdom in the heart of LA.
It’s her mid-afternoon and my pre-dawn, and she looks startled to see me sitting in antipodean Zoom darkness. “What time is it there?” she asks immediately; 5am, I tell her. “My goodness, I am so sorry! I had no idea!” Her New Zealand accent is as endearing as her hat. I’ve spent most of this year interviewing people on screen from the US in the middle of the Australian night, and I could count the number who even noticed my black windows and blazing lights on the fingers of one partially maimed hand.